Philomena Cunk, Chairman of Cunk Inc, strode

Philomena Cunk, Chairman of Cunk Inc, strode into the boardroom. She had a brace of lawyers with her but they'd be useless in the brawl that would follow her announcement

that Mr. Cunk's junk smelt of funk spunk. Mr. Funk & Mr. Cunk both jumped up to strangle Mrs. Cunk but she gave them both a lump with a thump from her rump. Chairman Philomena Cunk

saw the story on the news, while she was drinking her 6pm booze. Ms Cunk got a call 2 C if she was okay after the ordeal. Ms Cunk was fine, she was eating a happymeal.The cops were

called to a fatal road accident at around 2.35 am. A car was wrapped around a tree and to get at the passenger they would need the jaws of life. Ms Cunk was sleeping at home when

the call came in from the local A&E. They'd done everything they could, she was told, but that didn't make the situation any easier. She'd buttoned up her coat wrong, she realised

that Arbee's was the only fast food roast beef place she'd ever heard of. She'd regretted picking Taco Bell over Arbee's on that road trip to Auburn. Well, the situation kept naggi

g at her & well, so did the refried beans she'd eaten at Taco Bell. She'd have to make a pit stop. Hurrying to the truck stop restroom, she thought fondly of the Arby's roast beef

curtains her grandmother used to sport on those hot hot pandhandle Texas nights before they had had air conditioning. Of course they were not called Arbys but Roy Rogers, but the

food was equally dismal, nonetheless. You'd think that inTexas hamburgers would be better, but they are just as grey and mealy as anywhere else. Grandma blamed the vegetarians for