A few years back I was gettin a new fridge, retiring mine to the shop and havin a party all in the same weekend, so ...

I put a handful of paint markers on top of the fridge and told everyone at the party to have their verbal way with the markers and the fridge. By the end of the night there were all manner of witicisms adornin the fridge, one of which was the quote from my post above.

The next day we were havin a shop meeting and our resident web head was lookin at the fridge and came to that quote, read it several times with a puzzled look on his face and finally asked "WTF's that sposta mean?".

We all gathered around and told him to read it slowly out loud. It was all any of us could do to keep from just bustin out laughin as Clay recited it at least 5 times before finally gettin it .... Good Times