TRUE TALES OF HORROR:
Yesterday I was able to get close enough to a pack of bros to hear part of their conversation.
Normally I wouldn't be able to get close enough to a pack of males to hear their conversation. When they see me in normal garb they usually fall silent and stare. This time, however, I was in work clothes and so I slipped under their collective radar. This is what I heard as I passed:
"No man those were real fucking rims!"
"No way."
"Seriously. Real rims."
"On a real fucking truck?"
"Fuck yeah!"
"Shit."
It wasn't the least bit enlightening!
Yesterday I was able to get close enough to a pack of bros to hear part of their conversation.
Normally I wouldn't be able to get close enough to a pack of males to hear their conversation. When they see me in normal garb they usually fall silent and stare. This time, however, I was in work clothes and so I slipped under their collective radar. This is what I heard as I passed:
"No man those were real fucking rims!"
"No way."
"Seriously. Real rims."
"On a real fucking truck?"
"Fuck yeah!"
"Shit."
It wasn't the least bit enlightening!
pygmy:
polydactyl kitty!