Leave it to me to get into fights with strangers.
BRENDA (if that's your real name) at the DIME, this is for you:
I'm sorry you're such a whore.
I'm sorry you look like you're hitting on customers, when apparently you "work there." Oooh...have you been on a break for three hours while you sit and hit on guys, keeping an eagle eye on what chairs might block the "high traffic" of an empty bar????
I'm sorry you have a tramp stamp, and an incapacity to be logical or accomodating to paying customers who don't want to stick their dicks in your mouth. I don't have a dick, Brenda. No WONDER you were confused.
I DO feel that way, I won't come back, and you can NOT have my children. or my boobs. No matter how much you beg.
Whore.
Enjoy your evening. I hope you get pregnant with a future frat boy who rapes someone like you.
Saturday, May 5, 2007
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