one day

[seeyalaterbye]

there was a girl who was runnnning down some stairs late at night. SHe got to teh spot where she spilled Sake a week ago. She didn't know why the stain was left there but oh how it shimmered in the moonlight. This chick recalled, fora split second, how pissed she was when she dropped the brown paper bag holding shplacabbages, leeks, probalby some potatos, maybe some pita bread, maybe some apples, and maybe a snapper ready for christmas. BUTT most importantly there was a bottle SAKE. Maybe it was cheap and maybe it was already cold. The bitch dropped that shit. HOWEVER, hey fuckers the handle broke. Sake and glass everwhere. (ididnt' forget the 'Y") In her head she shouted MOTHER FUCKER. outloud she muttered mother fucker. MOmses got MAD wicked crazy good hearing. Ricey alcohol all over the jeans and the steps. SO, this whole episode resulted in her having to apologize for drinking the majority of the sake that bottle was meant to replace. AND not to mention when i came home tonight I had to step over ickie alcoholic slugs that were licking the cement GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHHAHAHAHA. THey were all, SLURRRRRRRRP getting all crunk and shit. I almost stepped on the slugggies!!!!!

work sucks

dag nabbit