Nice Rack
Well, I did it. I flashed the butcher.
I was not happy about the whole thing. I was just sure I was going to end the day in a police car.
But no one even noticed me. No one seemed to have a problem with me wearing a trenchcoat in July, clutching it around my neck like Julie Christie in Dr. Zhivago. p>When we got to the meat counter, a butcher named Louie came out and asked if he could help us. We asked him if we could take a picture for our website.
Poor Louie. He never knew what hit him.
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