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So tonight on the trainride out here to mi madre's, i kept being overcome with the compulsion to make out with strangers. it had nothing to do with sex, or even their varying hotness...it was just this odd idea that dawned on me...if i REALLY wanted to, i could just lean over and plant one on them. granted it wouldn't be a pretty situation to explain. but it made me giggle, which i needed after my crappy day.
f*ck customers who don't listen to what you tell them repeatedly
f*ck managers who are condisending in front of customers
f*ck this cold
f*ck my aching back
f*ck whiners
shut the fuck up
i'm going to bed early tonight.
and what.
f*ck customers who don't listen to what you tell them repeatedly
f*ck managers who are condisending in front of customers
f*ck this cold
f*ck my aching back
f*ck whiners
shut the fuck up
i'm going to bed early tonight.
and what.