Hank: "'Vagiclean', huh? What's the matter, honey? Little extra cheese on the taco?"
Mrs. Bittman: "Excuse me?"
Hank: "No, excuse me. There's no tag on this. Price check on Vagiclean, aisle five. I repeat: price check on Vagiclean, aisle five. That's Vagiclean. We've got a customer down here with a full-on fallopian fungus. She's baking a loaf of bread and I think it's sourdough. [SNIFF] Put a rush on that."
"Move your...Vagisil...to the belt!"
Speak your mind, but please try and be respectful.
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