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As you all probably didn't know, but yesterday was Boyfriend and my one year anniversary. Yes me... 
omgyea the former "boyfriend stealer" has hit that oh so important one year marker. It was fast and easy. Much easier then a long distance relationship (LA to Atlanta) should have been.
To think just one year and a day ago I was preparing the big move to LA. I was planning to whore it up and BAM! I ran into the cutest boy I have ever seen in line at "Last Chance Pizza."
For those of you know don't know, "Last Chance Pizza" is a favorite romping ground for the drunk and hungry horny. Well, there he was in line in front of me. Sadly the first thing I said to him was "nice teeth." I guess it worked.
AAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYways...
How did Los Angeles help me to celebrate my good fortune? Well, this morning as I walked through my neighborhood the barrio to my truck. I was in a wonderful mood. The first day of June Gloom, and I was 20 minute early getting out the door.
As I got in my truck I noticed a flyer on my windshield. Nothing out of the ordinary. I just put on my windshield wipers and grabbed the fly with my hand. I quickly glanced at it... a coupon for discounted tires. Well, I don't need new tires, so I crumpled it up and put it with the rest of the crap "they" leave on my truck every night.
Well as I pulled out, I heard a tiny "pop" and the alignment on my truck went a little wrong. I drive an old truck, and things like that happen from time to time. I figured I would check it out once I got to the office. Cut to 15 minutes later, on the 10 west, I'm cruising at 70mph.
BANG!!!
Yeah... my right front tire EXPLODED! Somehow I made it off the freeway and into a little neighborhood safely. Yeah, somehow.
And what do I find when I go to inspect said tire. Two lovely puncture wounds on the sidewall. Each about the size of a knife.
Thank you Los Angeles. That is the way to get business. Not through clever advertising... but through tire mutilation. Sure, I'll tell all my friends... go get your tires from:
Latino Tire Service
(323) 461-6161
870 N Western Ave
Los Angeles, CA 90029
THANKS BUT NO THANKS!
fuckers
omgyea the former "boyfriend stealer" has hit that oh so important one year marker. It was fast and easy. Much easier then a long distance relationship (LA to Atlanta) should have been.
To think just one year and a day ago I was preparing the big move to LA. I was planning to whore it up and BAM! I ran into the cutest boy I have ever seen in line at "Last Chance Pizza."
For those of you know don't know, "Last Chance Pizza" is a favorite romping ground for the drunk and hungry horny. Well, there he was in line in front of me. Sadly the first thing I said to him was "nice teeth." I guess it worked.
AAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYways...
How did Los Angeles help me to celebrate my good fortune? Well, this morning as I walked through my neighborhood the barrio to my truck. I was in a wonderful mood. The first day of June Gloom, and I was 20 minute early getting out the door.
As I got in my truck I noticed a flyer on my windshield. Nothing out of the ordinary. I just put on my windshield wipers and grabbed the fly with my hand. I quickly glanced at it... a coupon for discounted tires. Well, I don't need new tires, so I crumpled it up and put it with the rest of the crap "they" leave on my truck every night.
Well as I pulled out, I heard a tiny "pop" and the alignment on my truck went a little wrong. I drive an old truck, and things like that happen from time to time. I figured I would check it out once I got to the office. Cut to 15 minutes later, on the 10 west, I'm cruising at 70mph.
BANG!!!
Yeah... my right front tire EXPLODED! Somehow I made it off the freeway and into a little neighborhood safely. Yeah, somehow.
And what do I find when I go to inspect said tire. Two lovely puncture wounds on the sidewall. Each about the size of a knife.
Thank you Los Angeles. That is the way to get business. Not through clever advertising... but through tire mutilation. Sure, I'll tell all my friends... go get your tires from:
Latino Tire Service
(323) 461-6161
870 N Western Ave
Los Angeles, CA 90029
THANKS BUT NO THANKS!
fuckers