Cockbites always come to friendlys
A similar post to a recent one of Kaitlin's:
After making some old people a strawberry milkshake, which had a microscopic amount that didn't fit in the "to go" cup left in the mixer cup:
Bitchy old man: Whatcha going to do with all the rest of my shake?
Me: Uh...well it'll probably go in the (*intense brainfart here where I forgot the word "bus-pan" and exchanged it for the similar sounding phrase,) dustbin.
Bitchy old man: Dustbin?! You mean GARBAGE?!
*looks at his bitchy wife and mutters* "Dustbin"
THEY'RE FUCKING SYNONYMS STFU. I COULD ALSO HAVE SAID REFUSE CONTAINER OR DISPOSAL BOX OF USELESS CRAP YOU COCKBITE.
Anyway, end ^^.
After making some old people a strawberry milkshake, which had a microscopic amount that didn't fit in the "to go" cup left in the mixer cup:
Bitchy old man: Whatcha going to do with all the rest of my shake?
Me: Uh...well it'll probably go in the (*intense brainfart here where I forgot the word "bus-pan" and exchanged it for the similar sounding phrase,) dustbin.
Bitchy old man: Dustbin?! You mean GARBAGE?!
*looks at his bitchy wife and mutters* "Dustbin"
THEY'RE FUCKING SYNONYMS STFU. I COULD ALSO HAVE SAID REFUSE CONTAINER OR DISPOSAL BOX OF USELESS CRAP YOU COCKBITE.
Anyway, end ^^.