my mom drove me to get my car...then i went to work...Dan (a co-worker) was in a wreck earlier today and his shoulder was fractured or dislocated or something...that sucks...even though he can be a dick sometimes, Dan's an alright dude...not too much to say about the work night...it seems last night some girl ordered and asked for me (i was not there last night)...it was to somewhere on Fenwick...i don't know of anyone who lives there...then she answered the door w/out a shirt, just a bra...very strange...like, i don't know any girls or anything...i thought i was going to say something else, but i don't remember anything else so i guess not...
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a real girl?
Maybe she'll order tonight and you can find out who she is.
Who knows? If she likes indie rock and has a massive cock, this could be your dream girl!
Re: a real girl?
Date: 2003-03-05 02:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-03-05 10:46 am (UTC)You: "Here's your pizza m'am"
She: "Does it come with extra sausage?"
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