Oh my gawd, for the past few months I have tried to wrap my mind around how heavy this fat bastard upstairs weighs, because everytime this man places a foot on the floor it sounds like he's producing his own WWE Smackdown show. Well just last week I made it a point to run out my door the same time he left out his apt, and to my dismay, I found a 175lb, tall, thin, white man.... What the hell?
Just last night, my car decided to break up with me and see other parking lots alone. Im just grateful that the P.O.S. at least dumped me a mile and a half away from my house. My car is still sitting in the parking lot of Hardees. I just hope he will take me back and stop this foolish game of breaking down on me.
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