It’s Summer. Where’s my ice?
So here I am, all set to host a lovely summer afternoon Sushi and Salmon party on the patio for the Ladies Who Lunch Bitch. My guests have arrived. I’m wearing my coolest summer outfit, but I’m starting to sweat, they are starting to melt, and the Sushi is starting to………….move of it’s own accord. The ice has not arrived. Time to call The Acme Ice Company.
*ring ring
Why hello Mr. Coyote, how nice of you to ask! No, the ice has most definitely not arrived. Yes, it is a shame. Actually, it is more than a shame. It is potentially tragic. I might never eat lunch in this town again.
I’m hearing words, Mr Coyote, but I’m not hearing solutions. No Mr. Coyote, while I do sympathize, I really do, I am not in the mood to hear about your disputes with Mr. Runner. Dynamite you say? How awful for you!
(do you believe this?)
Well, thank you again Mr. Coyote, it has been…interesting dealing with you. I do hope your delivery vehicle is back on the road soon, but in the meantime I will have to make other arrangements. *click
Well Ladies, It appears Sushi is off. Who would like a yummy hot dog?
(More pics, details, and hot dogs after the cut.)
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