Thursday, May 26, 2005

Strippers have to buy groceries too

Yesterday, as I was struggling through a nasty cold I picked up early in the morning, I was having a very uneventful day at work. Between bouts of sniffles, coughing, blowing my nose, and ringing through the odd customer, I noticed this extremely attractive girl with black hair walking around the store. She looked familiar somehow, but I couldn't quite place it. However, when her and her friend went through my till to purchase their groceries, it finally clicked... This girl was the stripper at Garrett's stag! The last time I saw her, she dripped hot wax on amy ass cheeks and put whip cream down my pants. And here she was purchasing a big birthday cake. I was tempted to say something, but what can a person really say in that situation?

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