Saturday, November 20, 2010

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I heard you beepin'.  I didn't mean to get in front of you like that.  But I looked over my shoulder to make sure the coast was clear and it was.  You fuckin' came out of nowhere, probably made a turn onto my lane.  I sure as hell didn't cut in front of you, because you weren't there.

Then again, I had been drinkin'.

Gosh, I hope the driver doesn't know the boyfriend of the stripper who I saw tonight and to whom I showed my dick.

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