Alright, so I am sitting here eating a nice batch of homemade waffles and surfing the web...
I hear a knock at my front door, with dreams and excitement of my T-top weatherstripping and T-top a-pillar pieces(last pieces I am waiting for to do a T-top conversion) in the hands of a beautiful UPS girl in extra short shorts, and a tightly half unbuttoned shirt, I hop up think "I need pants can't answer the door in my boxers!" throw on a set of warmup pants I was wearing last night, speed across the apartment hurtling cats, shoes, endtables! run, and with speed of a flash, I unlock and fling the door open with such speed John Force woudl have been amazed, and to my wonderful bewilderment what do I see!!!!!!111!!!1!!!!!!1111
Two mormons, that sit their preaching to me, not giving me a polite break to where I can say I need to go, after I repeatedly said, I understand your beliefs, I just do not believe them.
My hopes of my final pieces for a t-top conversion crushed, me out of breath from the sprint, my waffles are cold, my dreams of a hot UPS chick with a pony tail sticking out of her hat dashed, and the cats are frightened from the whirlwind I kicked up running across teh apartment.
4 phone calls of people wanting me to vote one way or another(and non were even funny like P-diddy's), and some mormons...
Is it national solicit Eric when he has the first part of the day off for the first time in like 1.5 weeks to relax day?!?!?!?!
I hear a knock at my front door, with dreams and excitement of my T-top weatherstripping and T-top a-pillar pieces(last pieces I am waiting for to do a T-top conversion) in the hands of a beautiful UPS girl in extra short shorts, and a tightly half unbuttoned shirt, I hop up think "I need pants can't answer the door in my boxers!" throw on a set of warmup pants I was wearing last night, speed across the apartment hurtling cats, shoes, endtables! run, and with speed of a flash, I unlock and fling the door open with such speed John Force woudl have been amazed, and to my wonderful bewilderment what do I see!!!!!!111!!!1!!!!!!1111
Two mormons, that sit their preaching to me, not giving me a polite break to where I can say I need to go, after I repeatedly said, I understand your beliefs, I just do not believe them.
My hopes of my final pieces for a t-top conversion crushed, me out of breath from the sprint, my waffles are cold, my dreams of a hot UPS chick with a pony tail sticking out of her hat dashed, and the cats are frightened from the whirlwind I kicked up running across teh apartment.
4 phone calls of people wanting me to vote one way or another(and non were even funny like P-diddy's), and some mormons...
Is it national solicit Eric when he has the first part of the day off for the first time in like 1.5 weeks to relax day?!?!?!?!
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