The Flintstone bet.

Laffo

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I have a bunch of guys that work my Front Gate and Box Office, they are known as my Box Boys. Well like a bunch of Guys will do, they talk smack constantly. Tonight only one was working because of the Rain, and the rest came up to the Drive-In to hang out. I let that happen for 15 minutes until the wrestling began. I got sick of listening to them so I go out and start to run them off.
"Ah Hell, Boss Man's running us off."
" Yeah, I'm sick of hearing you Ladies gossip out here, and now you've started hugging each other so get off my Lot."
"Man, Fred Flintstone's Boss woulda let him stay," said my most Fred Flinstone looking Employee.

What?

"Do I look like Mr. Slate to you? Cause you have Old Fred down pat."

Uproarious laughter.

"Boss I bet you $100 you can't make me a Fred Flintstone suit," says my Flintstioney looking underling.

"Really? " says I, "Really, you think not? Tell you what I'll take your bet. I'll also make it in 2 hours or less, and if I complete it in under 2 hours, you will pay we AND wear it all night Friday Night to work Cars."

He's gonna be chilly. And poor.

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Laffo.
 
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The people I work with know me well enough to not make that bet! :lol
 
Well his Wife called. She just got a Wilma and Pebbles for her and the kid. Had I more time, I'd done the others for them too.

Pictures coming, too busy right now.

Laffo.
 
The people I work with know me well enough to not make that bet! :lol

Okay, I'm sure they do.
It was 9 at night, He thought it was a sure thing. I had the fabric on hand in the stash. That's what sank him. He didn't count on the "Warehouse."
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