Thread: Jourdain Razor. Info?

Dear God - thank you, Marlon didn't want me to shave him. That would have been the opposite of smart. If I nicked him and he complained, I would have no option but to slit hi throat and make Sweeney pies out of him.

However, I am not a lucky guy. Marlon stuffed his cheeks so much that many pies would be returned. Brando-cotton pie. Lovely crust. A filling that keeps on giving. Disaster. FBI. The only reason I kept the sales going is i I thought that the pies could have have been something, they coulda have class, they coulda been contenders.

Not that I'm saying that's what happened, but the witness protection program I'm in forbids me to elaborate.

BTW, I told the feds I was a mentor. They were quite impressed. Instead of shooting me on the spot,they just said raise your hands son.

As soon as I make probation I'll tell you the rest.

Darl won't like it though. He loved those pies.

Am I sorry? Hell no. Everyone loves a good pie.