Monday, October 8, 2007
The Master Whackers
The Master Whackers.
This is the name of the company that takes care of my lawn. It is run by two ambitious pimply faced teenage football players. They do a fair enough job, worth the $20/week so I don't have to mow my own lawn.
In light of their company name, doesn't that paragraph above seem somehow kind of....dirty?
Now imagine Polly Pureheart with her size 2 Ambercrombie sweatpants, 2.5 kids and champagne colored urban assault vehicle hiring the Master Whackers "yes, is this the Master Whackers? I'd like to hire you to mow.my.lawn."
Those boys will go far.
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We used to hire the Master Whackers (I had no idea they were called that!)until they became quite unreliable.
I've had a teenage boy. If he EVER came home with that title for his lawn company, I might have sent him to bed without supper and explained why we don't advertise masturbation (although it is the most common sport amongst teens).
"Polly Pureheart mow.my.lawn"....priceless!
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