There is something wonderful about going to my bank. First of all money keeps coming to my account from Social Security. I don't have to do anything about it, it just fills up the slot assigned to me every month.
My bank believes in the pleasure principle, not only do they give out paper money they also give you fresh popped, buttered, salted popcorn to each customer. They want me to be happy and I am happy as I fill my mouth with the popcorn. Thank you bank.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
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How sweet it is....almost dungenous crab in butter...Oldye Mike
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