i had to stand in line at the bank for too long for a sweaty girl in shell toes who had a price gun to buy. the guy in front of me in line was in his upper 30s, wearing paint stained jeans and sunglasses, his loooong hair pulled back into a ponytail with a striped band. he was talking to the woman in front of <i>him</i> who seemed retared but probably wasn't and had an ass four times the size of his.
his ass was narrow and round, and i couldn't stop looking at it. he was only a little bit taller than me--compact--and he was talking about the CIA and rivers of opium in the middle east. she was complaining about her disability money and he was agreeing with her points.
i decided that if i were going to take him behind the building and have sex with him against the wall i would take his hair down and touch it the whole time.
the guy behind me said, "they should have chairs out here," and i agreed. the guy in front of me turned around and said "or a second teller" and we bitched about that for a few seconds and then it was his turn.
the guy behind me said, "i bet he ate some good taters for lunch" and he laughed and i laughed but i didn't know what he meant. he was wearing some kind of riding boots. he said, "i just had lunch. i'm ready for dessert!" and the woman behind him asked if you had to get let go in order to collect unemployment. she turns 61 on halloween.
the guy in front of me took off his sunglasses to make his transaction and i didn't want to take him behind the building anymore.
his ass was narrow and round, and i couldn't stop looking at it. he was only a little bit taller than me--compact--and he was talking about the CIA and rivers of opium in the middle east. she was complaining about her disability money and he was agreeing with her points.
i decided that if i were going to take him behind the building and have sex with him against the wall i would take his hair down and touch it the whole time.
the guy behind me said, "they should have chairs out here," and i agreed. the guy in front of me turned around and said "or a second teller" and we bitched about that for a few seconds and then it was his turn.
the guy behind me said, "i bet he ate some good taters for lunch" and he laughed and i laughed but i didn't know what he meant. he was wearing some kind of riding boots. he said, "i just had lunch. i'm ready for dessert!" and the woman behind him asked if you had to get let go in order to collect unemployment. she turns 61 on halloween.
the guy in front of me took off his sunglasses to make his transaction and i didn't want to take him behind the building anymore.
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[Edited on Oct 01, 2003]
Those are the days when I just toss on a hat and whatever clothes are nearest to me that dont stink too bad.