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I thought yesterday was going to be a good day.. For once, I went into a store picked out 8 pairs of pants, and each one of them looked good and fit right, reasonably priced, i walked out with 5.. that never happens.. i generally go out empty handed.
Im working as a cashier at Staples.
After filling out the paper work for work, my luck changed
Got into a car accident.. now people won't look and admire my mercedes, they'll look and say, oh, to bad her hoods fucked
speaking of fucked, after my visit to the hospital for a spinal injury in my cocsyx region (in which they skipped me in the ER and i waited for over an hour), i come out with my meds, not strong enough.. should of accepted his (the MD's) offer of vicodin.
Currently, I walk like i have shit in pants/ was buttfucked/ or a major pole up my ass.. or a combination of all of the above.. i cant sit or lie down properly..
at least i like my pants.
Im working as a cashier at Staples.
After filling out the paper work for work, my luck changed
Got into a car accident.. now people won't look and admire my mercedes, they'll look and say, oh, to bad her hoods fucked
speaking of fucked, after my visit to the hospital for a spinal injury in my cocsyx region (in which they skipped me in the ER and i waited for over an hour), i come out with my meds, not strong enough.. should of accepted his (the MD's) offer of vicodin.
Currently, I walk like i have shit in pants/ was buttfucked/ or a major pole up my ass.. or a combination of all of the above.. i cant sit or lie down properly..
at least i like my pants.