Grand Avenue by Mike Thompson for September 26, 2016
Transcript:
Michael: The lunch lady called me "Hun." Gabby: She calls everyone that - it's short for "honey." Michael: Dang. I thought she mistook me for a warrior from the fearsome Hun tribe. Gabby: Understandable, considering your lunch looks like it's been pillaged and burned.
I'll fly away over 8 years ago
Especially the green hotdogs and green edged baked eggs. Ewwww.
rekam Premium Member over 8 years ago
Our lunches had bread with white oleomargarine in the ’40s.
wiatr over 8 years ago
I get ‘hun’ a lot from young ladies nowadays. It sure does a lot for your self image. :(