It'z me. Standin in the gas station. Gettin hit on by little boyz.
Last night when I stopped at a gas station on my way home I had the following conversation with a kid that couldn't have been more than 18, IF THAT!
Boy: Excuse me, you dropped something.
Me: I turn around to look at the ground behind me. I see nothing and turn back to the counter.
Boy: Oh, it was your smile *steps up next to me*
Me: *laughs*
Boy: Yep, looks like you found it. You’re welcome *smile*
Me: *laughs* Well, thanks I guess, see ya.
I guess I've still got it??????HA
Also, I haven't heard that one before!
Boy: Excuse me, you dropped something.
Me: I turn around to look at the ground behind me. I see nothing and turn back to the counter.
Boy: Oh, it was your smile *steps up next to me*
Me: *laughs*
Boy: Yep, looks like you found it. You’re welcome *smile*
Me: *laughs* Well, thanks I guess, see ya.
I guess I've still got it??????HA
Also, I haven't heard that one before!