And more (my favorite series)...

How many Wal-Mart shoppers does it take to buy a bag of ice?

Observed in Wal-Mart this morning:

Man #1: Oh crap, we forgot to get ice.

Man #2 (to cashier): Hey, ring us up for 4 bags of ice, would ya?

Cashier: Sorry. Can't do it. Already charged your card.

Man #1: Well we want some ice, so just give us 4 of them 5 pound bags over there and I'll run my card through the thingy again.

Tanner: Grrrrrroan.

Cashier: I can't find the code number in this book here, so I'll just go grab a bag and scan it. Wait a minute. (Leaves to go get 5 lb bag of ice)

Tanner: Grrrrrroan.

Man #2: Aaaaagh. Four of them small 5 pound bags ain't gonna be enough. Just give us a 20 pound bag. That should do 'er.

Man #1: Yeah, that should be plenty.

Tanner: Grrrrroan.

Go Chuckie!

Congratulations to my superstar brother Charlie on the completion of yet another half marathon. He tore up the course this morning! I'll let him take care of blogging about the event, but here are some pics to hold you over until after his nap...

Charlie finishing:

and Sven clapping:

Sven ordered cloudy skies and light drizzle for most of the run, but that's okay. We needed the rain, it kept the runners cool, and who would dare argue with those meaty thighs?

It was an enjoyable morning - thanks for the fun, Chuck!