02-02-2010, 09:01 PM
(02-02-2010, 06:36 PM)sally Wrote: The regular lines at the grocery store were way too long so I went through the express line with about 26 items or so ::tiptoe::. The old man behind me wasn't too happy, but fuck him. Where the hell is he in such a hurry to go anyway, his funeral.
Next time just stick all that shit in your ballon pants and drive on outta there in the disabled cart with a case of wet cat food. ( pay for that) Spittle out the corner of the mouth completes the ensemble.
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.