Product was refused and sent
back to the distributor.
I decided not to accept this load.
I made all the necessary phone calls
and took pictures on my camera and
e-mailed them to myself and then
forwarded it to you.

The clerk was beginning to show.
No, she's not with child but she
hasn't turned away too many twinkies
in the past few weeks.
But it did something as to beef up
the appearance of her ass.
At least from this angle
it appeared that the handle bars
would be worth it for the night.

I logged the length of her eylids
and the size of her eyes in my
journal and carried on with the Supervising thing.

4:43pm, Drivers Bathroom: Clerk caught a load
down the hatch and asked if I'd drive her home.
I thought about how useless her handlebars would
be if I was the transportation.
Knife through the larynx she gargled something like
"I'll walk, I'ts okay!!"

I put in for another week of vacation
in July, they've got some Serial Killers
Anonymous or some shit.

You know "Hi, my name is Sean."
"Hi, Sean."

04/30/2009

Posted on 04/30/2009
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