Pass the Ketchup
by Steve West on August 15, 2007

This heavily rehearsed
Three Replies to Pass the Ketchup
Steve West | August 15, 2007
I'm actually happy to hear that. I had no idea how old this thing was only recently encountering it myself. So apparently it has some staying power. But they couldn't have anticipated an internet reception or could they? Everything else is on the net, why not this? So that isn't as far-fetched an idea as I first thought.
Amy Austin | August 17, 2007
"Clever", indeed... and pretty darn funny, too!
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