W.C just came in. Remember he owns the men's shop next door. He had a guy with him. I'm sitting at the PC, formating a file so I can print it. The door bell chimes and I hear W.C.'s voice.

 

"Sher-rrrrrrrrrie, do you have any white-out?" He and the guy crowd around the PC.

 

"Hmmm, no. It makes a mess on the monitor."

 

"Doesn't anyone use typewriters anymore?" He wailed as he and the guy walked away.

 

And it hit me... a damn good funny joke was wasted!