|Into the breach -- I guess.
||[Mar. 2nd, 2005|07:43 am]
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
Heard from a stall in the restroom at work over the massive flushing sound of a pressure-assisted industrial toilet: "Ladies and gentlemen, Elvis has left the building."
I cracked up. Almost wanted to know who it was, but then decided it was better not to.