Coffee, strippers, and muscle vehicles-my life defined. Apparently.
First day of work and I smell reek of coffee. Working for a coffee shop is MAD. Not the actual job, just the people who come in. Honestly, my first day and a customer tries to recruit me for a strip joint.
What. The. Hell?
Hahahahaha, no sir, I will NOT work for a place called Cheaters. Yeah, Cheaters. Everyone in RI knows that The Foxxy Lady is the classy joint. Shoot.
Gave me his card and everything. Puh-lease.
Staleoats is a classy lady.
However. If The Foxxy Lady tried to get me...I'd consider it. Bwhahaha.
On another note, I swear I have the kness of an 87 year old maid. They literally creak and every time I bend them, CRACK. Like, it's so shockingly loud, everyone stops to see if someone got shot. Nope, sorry people, just me knees.
So, I'll be working (less art spitting) but I don't care. I'll do whatever it takes to get me to this:
1967 Camaro SS
Yeah, I admitted it. I totally want a muscle car. I can totally rock this without looking obscenly gay. I usually go for German cars (cuz they bes da best), but something about muscle cars just scream FUCKING AWESOME to me. My heart has been taken by this. Actually, I'd kill for this:
1965 Mustang 350 GT but I'd literally have to sell my body..for like 5 years to afford this. Le sigh.
And yeaaah, I'll admit this too.
I TOTALLY WANT AN OLD MOTORBIKE. Lyke dis.
1967 Royal Enfield Continental GT
I think it's so flipping cool. Yeahyeahyeah I know I have the taste of a 38 year old man going through a mid life crisis (or a 28 year old woman who only goes by the name of "Chad"), but iduncare. Itz awesome.
Srslysoawesome.
Okk, I won't buy those cars..they're just nice to look at! The bike on the other hand... :3
What. The. Hell?
Hahahahaha, no sir, I will NOT work for a place called Cheaters. Yeah, Cheaters. Everyone in RI knows that The Foxxy Lady is the classy joint. Shoot.
Gave me his card and everything. Puh-lease.
Staleoats is a classy lady.
However. If The Foxxy Lady tried to get me...I'd consider it. Bwhahaha.
On another note, I swear I have the kness of an 87 year old maid. They literally creak and every time I bend them, CRACK. Like, it's so shockingly loud, everyone stops to see if someone got shot. Nope, sorry people, just me knees.
So, I'll be working (less art spitting) but I don't care. I'll do whatever it takes to get me to this:
1967 Camaro SS
Yeah, I admitted it. I totally want a muscle car. I can totally rock this without looking obscenly gay. I usually go for German cars (cuz they bes da best), but something about muscle cars just scream FUCKING AWESOME to me. My heart has been taken by this. Actually, I'd kill for this:
1965 Mustang 350 GT but I'd literally have to sell my body..for like 5 years to afford this. Le sigh.
And yeaaah, I'll admit this too.
I TOTALLY WANT AN OLD MOTORBIKE. Lyke dis.
1967 Royal Enfield Continental GT
I think it's so flipping cool. Yeahyeahyeah I know I have the taste of a 38 year old man going through a mid life crisis (or a 28 year old woman who only goes by the name of "Chad"), but iduncare. Itz awesome.
Srslysoawesome.
Okk, I won't buy those cars..they're just nice to look at! The bike on the other hand... :3