tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15200522.post6081653775971826646..comments2023-10-29T10:12:25.723-05:00Comments on Central Standard: 121. The Future Is NowMikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13819810617561547542noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15200522.post-84698688984788582008-10-24T22:32:00.000-05:002008-10-24T22:32:00.000-05:00I like your latest Marty story.The dog wash remind...I like your latest Marty story.<BR/><BR/>The dog wash reminds me, and I don't know if I ever mentioned...but one time as we were driving north from a visit at your old place, I saw a retail store with the sign, Pet Warehouse.<BR/><BR/>I can picture it now...<BR/><BR/>"Hey Boss, ya know the dogs you ordered? They sent us nothin' but Weiner Dogs!"<BR/><BR/>"Oh great, Ed. I guess we can have a two for one sale. Put the crates, let's see, over in that corner."<BR/><BR/>"Okay boss, but there's a whole bunch of 'em."<BR/><BR/>(Ed goes to the back room, and soon drives the forklift stacked high with dog cages into the store. You can hear the "beep, beep, beep" as he jockeys the forklift back and forth into just the right position.)<BR/><BR/>What any of that actually has to do with Marty at the dog wash, I have no idea. I have to agree though, who wants a wet dog in their car?Bob Wingatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06278194468513967217noreply@blogger.com