There was this girl who came in to shop yesterday........

And her breath was like a wet ashtray. I mean man she reeked of cigs. Now I am you easy going kind of guy when it comes to smells. We let ndspinelli hang around here and he is always farting. But this bitch smelled to high heaven.

So I go to her "So how are you Kate. Haven't seen you since last year. Was Santa good to you." She goes "Yeah and my Dad too. They brought me a bunch of cigarettes." "Cool."

You gotz to love Santa. But maybe dear old Dad is trying to tell you something.

Ya think?

You ever notice how graphic TV is getting.....

We saw this anti-smoking commercial on the season finale of "Justified." It was more graphic than the show and Raylan shot seven guys in the first six minutes with blood and guts flying all over the babies nursery.

If you ever turn on the TV and get this commercial....change the channel.

Of course the evil blogger lady has a painting that looks like this in her closet. Just sayn'

The Babe Abides

"Here you go kids. Cigars for everyone. Now you only get one because I don't want to stunt your growth."
"But Babe the doctors tell us that cigars are no good for us."
"Don't listen to doctors kid. They will kill you before you are dead. It's every Americans right to enjoy a stogie. They ain't never gonna stop that. This ain't communist roooshia or nothing like that. These came all the way from Cuba. One at a time now."
"Thanks Babe!"

How about that dress?

Isn't that a great dress. We are going to bring in a whole series of dresses like it for the fall. But check out the jewerly. That's what we are selling a lot of these days. Extra long necklaces that elongate your torso and little pendants or pins. Classic stuff.

Oh this is a thank you to our pal Simon for bringing his nerdy brillance to our comments section. She is stubbing out her cigarette before she jumps across the desk. Get ready. Enjoy.

NO MORE TEXTING IN THE STORE!!!!!

NO MORE TEXTING, I DON"T CARE WHO YOU ARE!!!!!

We have young girls working for us in the store and all they do is text all day long. They think you don't know what they are doing but whenever you look up they are texting away on work time. Now there is always a million things to do in the store and texting for twenty minutes out of every hour is not an option. It drives my wife crazy.

So we are putting in a new rule. Texting will be like smoking. If you have to text, you have to go outside and freeze your cootch off. That will limit the texting. I don't want to be too much of a hard ass and the wife and several of the older women go out for a smoke. I want to discourage that so I am putting them on an equal footing.