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i just got off work so i'm sitting here wating for my friend to give me a ring so that i can buy a one way ticket out from here. it's fuckin' boring. today i rode to this one puny thrift store in camacaca and the owner came from the back after about 3 minutes or so and he's this tall white man in women's clothing. he seemed really nervous and neurotic so it made me a little uncomfortabe, but he started to talk to me about the bike i was riding. he seemed honestly nice and all. an elder lady probably in her late 6,820's ignored his welcoming twice because she probably forgot to take the plunger out her asswhole, which i found a little ridiculous. (the lakers just one) anyhow, i am thinking about calling this bitch again because i'm getting bored shitting about.