My dad and I had lunch the other day, he was telling me a funny story. We were talking about company names we hate for some reason. I hate Maggie Moo's and Piggly Wiggly, just can't go to either. Although we don't have a Piggly here anymore. But it reminded him of when he first moved to Wichita Falls, TX back in 1967 from London. Plus, he's actually Swiss. He moved to the United States first, my mother was pregnant with me. So we followed him out in March or April of 1968. But, he went into a Piggly Wiggly store in Wichita Falls. He was at the check-out and finished.. and was leaving. The cashier said, "Y'aaaaaal come back now." He stopped.. turned around and walked up to her. "Yes?"
"What?"
"You told me to come back?"
AAAAAAAAAAAHAHAH!
