Wednesday, November 10, 2010

You're snookered, kid.

One of the patrons asked me if I have a change of clothes in case I have to jump in and save one of them. When I replied in the negative, she said, "You're snookered, kid." It made me giggle (while desperately trying to keep a straight face!). She said it like one of those old mobster shows would said, "You're dead, kid."

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