I was at a hotel in St. Paul, Mn. I went to check out, and the front desk agent asked me how my stay was. With a total spontaneous reply I told her I did not sleep well at all. She express great regret over my statement and ask me what was wrong.
I told her, not sure really, it's just that I kept waking up with my head at the wrong end of the bed, and my feet up where my head should be. That is strange, she said.
I told I finally figure out the problem, that they have Sleep Number Beds and my number was stuck on 69.
Surely they would come from the Based Pillow Merchant, Mr. Lindell...
True story:
I was at a hotel in St. Paul, Mn. I went to check out, and the front desk agent asked me how my stay was. With a total spontaneous reply I told her I did not sleep well at all. She express great regret over my statement and ask me what was wrong.
I told her, not sure really, it's just that I kept waking up with my head at the wrong end of the bed, and my feet up where my head should be. That is strange, she said.
I told I finally figure out the problem, that they have Sleep Number Beds and my number was stuck on 69.
That's funny there I don't care who you are.
Bwaaahahahahaha I mean KEK.