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no no..she actually isnt a big fan of the beaver lick church...but i hope to convince her otherwise, she said it wasnt that good..i said...no, HE wasnt that good.
also, she lives an hour away, the nearest open gas station from her house back to here was about 45 minutes away...ever since i left her house, the gas gauge was invisible..i was sooo fucking worried i was gonna run out of gas...so then i made it to the gas station..put five in there...and still couldnt see the fucking needle!!!!
then a guy at the gas station asked me for a cig, so i obliged, but while he was asking me, he accidentally overpumped, so i loaned him a dollar too...so i figure the future property of transitive karma helped me out there...
oh..and she touched my yes yes spot
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i stepped in a pile of dirtydingus while taking a big poppa puff of sensimil, got mad and went to reform mary jane laws, that didnt work so now igotthecottons, last night my neighbor caught me smokinokie so i chased that critter offf, went inside, and rubbed my nubbin
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