So this midget (dwarf? wee folk?) gal came in the store today.
She had on a plunging neckline showing off her substantial rack.
(The substantial rack has nothing to do with the story)
Here is the conversation.
ME: "Hi, how are you?"
WEE-DAME: "I'm fine, you?"
ME: "Great."
She then looked around the shop for a while.
ME: "Is there anything I can help you find?"
WEE-DAME: "I'm looking for something for my little brother."
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Eight Dwarves a Week
Mean Mister Midget
I Want To Hold Your Misshapened Hand
Drive My Toy Car
Magical Midgety Tour
She Came In Through The Basement Window
This is my most favourite IANO ever.
Or at least this year.
I never comment but 1/2 bottle of wine and this has me hysterical..
"I got you a present at that store. You know, the one where that weirdo works who always tries to look down my shirt. What a perv."
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