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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