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there was harldy anyone at all commin in to eat at work today, it was dead. bc of this my manager decides to give me the awesome task of dressing up in the giant 8 foot tall inflatable mascot suit. it was sweet, it was like i was a hooker, walkin the street corner and gettin paid HA. i was havin fun with it and creepin people out. when a car would pull up to the corner when the light was red, id get realllllly close to their car and just stare at them, then...suddenly, begin to dace very violently, and as they drove off i would chase after their car....there was also alot of pelvic thrusting and frolicking