We living in the last dayz...am waiting at the county veterinary office when thiz woman who seems to be in her late sixtiez joins me at the bench...we strike a rappo over the poor services & sh*t...she get to tel me she here to collect horse semen export permit...that i shd one day flee ova to her farm to see how they collect the milkshake...she want to know if am married or nah...wtf...i reserve my commentz on how violated i feel...her Thirstyness be asking for my numbaz too...i be damned...!
Posted on: Fri, 14 Mar 2014 11:26:43 +0000
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