A friend of mine was in line at Boston Market and she thought she recognized the guy in line behind her. She thought about it awhile, trying to figure out where she knew him from. Finally she turned to him and said:
"I swear I know you from somewhere. How do I know you?"
He looked at her a moment, and then answered:
"I'm Charles Barkley."
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I hate when that happens.
Do I know her? Cuz that is so great.
Man, I'm jealous. It has been my dream to meet Sir Charles since I was a little girl. Well, not so much anymore, he scares me now.
Didnt Cameron shake his hand at Home Depot once?
He seemed to be a very nice guy... ecxept for the fact that he was searching for poison to kill innocent weeds in his driveway. Weeds just want a little love too, Sir Charles.
I like fried chicken. And I'm not even...
oh wait.
nevermind.
I deny aver saying anything like that about Charles Barkley, please delete that vile accusation.
This reminds me of a story I overheard while at Physical Therapy on Monday. The guy was really excited because Marion gave him the little "fist bump" "your in the club" handshake after they had walked through a parking lot talking about the upcoming season.
I do admit that after meeting Charles Barkley, I wanted to rush to a bathroom to wash my hands.
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