Thursday, April 7, 2011

The mailman, my luv, he sends his warmest regards

didnt you see him eyeing you on the way over? he tried to look up your skirt. yeah i think he knows youre in high school but that never stopped him before. the mail-lady, on the other hand, does not think so kindly of you. your young svelte figure makes her jealous, makes her wish she did something more meaningful, and not let herself go the way she did. a young mother. a divorcee, sitting at home eating chips, watching DANCING WITH THE STARS, talking about the celebs, who got fat, whos dating who, etc, etc. did i mention, her ass is HUGE but not in a delicious way. just a wide, flat sorta way. like what happens when you take a ball of clay and slowly put all your weight on it, until it becomes almost 2 dimensional. poor thing. she hates you. she'll find reasons to do so, and give you a hard time no doubt but secretly she wants you and your life even for her own... ... but oh well... its not so bad, is it? it could be worse... she could be working at the dmv................... ..... patti and selma....

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