You think you know pain?
Try being the lovely lassie who sprayed Right Guard on her freshly shaven armpits and then commenced into a equally lovely repetoire of moaning and screams.
Or you could be me with aching abs as I laughed my ass off at her ;)
Officially a pretty cool Halloween...
Went to work dressed as Bowie in Labyrinth and kinda stuffed my crotch with paper towels and a bag of chips until I had the ideal package for the costume....
That thing really works its magic in grey tights... which by the way, were totally transparent! I had to throw on a pair of boxers beneath it that worked really well. You could hardly tell I was wearing em.
We had 3 women come into the shop dressed as the Wicked Witch Of The West, Glenda, and Oz.
I was fucking impressed, looked fan-damn-tastic!
When I walked their food out to them, all eyes seemed glued to my bulge...
"You know... when you walked from behind that counter... your costume from the waist-down just seemed to come alive!"
Fucking amazing...
Well until I got home anyways...
I got to finish setting up the haunted house but with the arrival of dark, came the ill-fated pitter patter of those really ditzy girls.
Ive had to endure conversations with them and Jessica such as...
"Like... this is a party? Where are like... all the people?! We're early?... really?"
You know that lightbulb of epiphany?
I so heard that fizzle and pop!
So... my Halloween night has been reduced to blogging, playing Dead Rising, and texting a few friends.
Hmm...
Patrick's getting married tomorrow...
Oh joy!
Friday, October 31, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus Brand Vibrators
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- It changes colours when warmed!
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You fuck yourself slow
Then you cock out the show"
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The fuck is hair soap anyways?
Orange Cream Swirl Shakes!!
The girl at Arby's with the cute smile gave me extra cream in my shake today.
With a name like Shasta, I can't help but wonder what her mother was thinking...
I've always liked the woman up there with the glasses.
I think she's a manager.
Her hair is drawn back hot against her scalp into a dense little bun at the back.
Entirely too tight for a blonde.
I always seemed to notice the hairs that got away from that Gordian knot.
I smile inside at the sight of them.
The woman seems little prudish at first but when she smiles, you see it.
I tipped her on homecoming night when I got Keely and myself a shake.
That's when I first saw it. That smile and that slow ignition that comes from getting to know a person like her.
It's just like starting an old car on a winter morning, where your bitten by frost and breathe rough fog patches out as the engine whines and whirs but combusts as all good little internal combustion engines do, and should.
There's an expectation we all have come to inherit.
We want to be liked
Even when we say we don't
After all we like to warm our toes don't we?
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play?
Today, she was in the kitchen talking with an employee and noticed me waiting at the pickup counter, and she began to wave at me energetically from behind the turnover oven.
I suppose there has to be something at the end of the denouement, even if I can't see it.
Then again, I've never been one to settle for such unravellings.
I prefer sequels.
I think I've made a new friend.
With a name like Shasta, I can't help but wonder what her mother was thinking...
I've always liked the woman up there with the glasses.
I think she's a manager.
Her hair is drawn back hot against her scalp into a dense little bun at the back.
Entirely too tight for a blonde.
I always seemed to notice the hairs that got away from that Gordian knot.
I smile inside at the sight of them.
The woman seems little prudish at first but when she smiles, you see it.
I tipped her on homecoming night when I got Keely and myself a shake.
That's when I first saw it. That smile and that slow ignition that comes from getting to know a person like her.
It's just like starting an old car on a winter morning, where your bitten by frost and breathe rough fog patches out as the engine whines and whirs but combusts as all good little internal combustion engines do, and should.
There's an expectation we all have come to inherit.
We want to be liked
Even when we say we don't
After all we like to warm our toes don't we?
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play?
Today, she was in the kitchen talking with an employee and noticed me waiting at the pickup counter, and she began to wave at me energetically from behind the turnover oven.
I suppose there has to be something at the end of the denouement, even if I can't see it.
Then again, I've never been one to settle for such unravellings.
I prefer sequels.
I think I've made a new friend.
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