I need to quit my job...
Something's not right. Every time I come in this place, there seems to be temptation surrounding me.
From the first day I got here, people were paying for lunch, taking me out and even filling the little green plastic pumpkin with chocolate delights (they know Reese's is my thang!)
Today was no different.
"Apple pie by the rdbks. help yourself."
Now, come on! I was just tellin somebody I was feenin fo some apple pie like Bobby's feenin fo anotha hit!
Get outta my head.
And, apple pie, get into my belly!
(OK, so I'm staying away from it. But that's just because it's 10 a.m.)
From the first day I got here, people were paying for lunch, taking me out and even filling the little green plastic pumpkin with chocolate delights (they know Reese's is my thang!)
Today was no different.
"Apple pie by the rdbks. help yourself."
Now, come on! I was just tellin somebody I was feenin fo some apple pie like Bobby's feenin fo anotha hit!
Get outta my head.
And, apple pie, get into my belly!
(OK, so I'm staying away from it. But that's just because it's 10 a.m.)