Posts by Joe Sacksteder
At one point, Justin’s stick got swatted and went flying. He hesitated for a moment, before strut-skating to the bench. This is not something a hockey player would normally do, just leave an unbroken stick on the ice during a non-competitive game. Someone eventually pushed the stick over to the dark team’s bench. “Pick it up,” Tony heard him say. For a second, Tony thought Justin was talking to him. Turns out he was talking to his bodyguard.
Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like squeegeeing sewage out the back door of the break room for three hours. Or push-brooming a greenhouse until your black snot could be used as an adhesive. Cupping each writhing Bag-a-Bug to see if they’ve eaten their fill of Japanese beetles.
And here comes this very small girl – this fairly attractive small girl – getting real thug with me suddenly. Suddenly thug. This petite white girl getting suddenly thug. And she physically pushed me saying “Wrong fucking pile!” She was angry about this pile.
Read part one of Joe's adventures through soup nazi'ing here.
—TURKEY CHILI (The Other Side of Darkness)—
Done got et.
During the taping of the infamous last episode of Seinfeld,
Just look at those soup prices when Clinton was in office.
—MULLIGATAWNY (The Pain and the Yearning)—
You could put that rooster sauce on a shoe and it would taste pretty good to