Because the other day you had eaten bacon and I can't call you B because we already have a B here so you became Baconator B and the other one is Misstress B
Because the other day you had eaten bacon and I can't call you B because we already have a B here so you became Baconator B and the other one is Misstress B
Wow, okay. So get this, you guys. (Thought about putting this in the Something Random thread but this is more appropriate).
So I'm at work a few days ago, and you know, it's rush hour at McD's, I'm hustling, running back and forth between the grill area and the back wall. (For those who don't know, back wall is where all the chicken and fish products are cooked).
I look up, and for a second it looked like my ex was standing at the counter. It didn't occur to me until after I looked away though, and by the time I looked back, she was gone. So naturally, I just brushed it off and went back to my business and forgot about it.
After I got off work, I went downtown to buy a pack of smokes (a good couple miles from my work) and when I got back in my car to go home, I noticed there was a piece of paper stuck in my driver-side rear view mirror that I hadn't noticed yet.
So I'm thinking "What the hell? Did I get another parking ticket?"
Pull it out, and this is what I got, signed and everything:
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It's not the Ryan from here is it...?
And neither of us drink.
Well hurry up and start busting some moves
So I'm at work a few days ago, and you know, it's rush hour at McD's, I'm hustling, running back and forth between the grill area and the back wall. (For those who don't know, back wall is where all the chicken and fish products are cooked).
I look up, and for a second it looked like my ex was standing at the counter. It didn't occur to me until after I looked away though, and by the time I looked back, she was gone. So naturally, I just brushed it off and went back to my business and forgot about it.
After I got off work, I went downtown to buy a pack of smokes (a good couple miles from my work) and when I got back in my car to go home, I noticed there was a piece of paper stuck in my driver-side rear view mirror that I hadn't noticed yet.
So I'm thinking "What the hell? Did I get another parking ticket?"
Pull it out, and this is what I got, signed and everything:
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And my plan is to do nothing. She's bad for me. I can't trust her anymore. There's just too much shit that happened.
Work and sell it to her as a fry when she comes back in