CARPENTERS
     It was a terrible day.
     My dad wanted to build a deck as an addition to the house. So
he looked in the phone book under carpenters. Problem was, he hired
The Carpenters.  And  they sucked.  But they were cheap.  All
Richard wanted for pay was a tuna fish  sandwich on whole wheat
toast with a little mayo for Karen.  Sounded like a  good idea, but
when she saw it Karen flew into a rage, running around on the 
porch and screaming "fat bitch fat bitch." Then she started
hammering  three-penny nails into her stomach to "let the fat out."

Never did get that deck built.