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Sick week. I'd have to say everyday had its ups and downs. Po-po, to slicing my finger open, to it being infected as fuck. To meeting Sandy who is the toughest chick I have ever met and I want her to be my best friend. Honestly. Her tattoo is soo fucked up it actually makes sense. All the other girls I work with are so afraid of her and they use me to "mediate" between. Whatever, I'm full of laughs and I like my new drug-dealing, wackass, crazy awesome new friend. So funny.
"Yeah I was shot"
"Let me see!"
"No, you really don't.. it's right here" (Points to upper thigh)
"SOMEONE SHOT YOU IN THE VAG GRLLFRIEND!"
Word up
I dont mind work so much now.
"Yeah I was shot"
"Let me see!"
"No, you really don't.. it's right here" (Points to upper thigh)
"SOMEONE SHOT YOU IN THE VAG GRLLFRIEND!"
Word up
I dont mind work so much now.