the promised story
Here is the story about buying achohol, in true story telling fashion:
The Convience store had been slow now for about twenty minutes. In the attached dunkin dougnuts a few customers came and went, but the clerk for the gas station had little to do. Finally three seperate entities entered in quick succession. The first was a middle aged man entering to obtain two money orders, his role in this story is that of the catalyst. The second to enter was a young man. He looked about twenty one, but was probably older. He had a pretty face just saved from being femine by too large a nose, all framed by shaggy dark hair that flung out over his ears. The third was a young boy about twelve and his younger sister who at some point had sat her white pants down in some dirt.
(ok I just got out of work and I don't feel like writting anymore, if you really care what happen leave me a message to finish the story and maybe I will)
The Convience store had been slow now for about twenty minutes. In the attached dunkin dougnuts a few customers came and went, but the clerk for the gas station had little to do. Finally three seperate entities entered in quick succession. The first was a middle aged man entering to obtain two money orders, his role in this story is that of the catalyst. The second to enter was a young man. He looked about twenty one, but was probably older. He had a pretty face just saved from being femine by too large a nose, all framed by shaggy dark hair that flung out over his ears. The third was a young boy about twelve and his younger sister who at some point had sat her white pants down in some dirt.
(ok I just got out of work and I don't feel like writting anymore, if you really care what happen leave me a message to finish the story and maybe I will)