Wednesday, November 12, 2008

A Story For You, My Friends.

Today, my Lovelies, I was walking to Spanish, as if in a dream. All...walkin' along. And just. Chillin'.

And there was a girl. And she was in front of me. Semi-far away.

And I judged her in my mind, because that happens. To everyone. Admit it.

She was an interesting looking lady. I could not quite put my finger on why.

As she got closer, I examined her closelyer.


She had wavy dark blond hair tied back in a ponytail. A knee-length black skirt, and a pretty peach blouse.

Not a bad outfit, really. But STILL. Something odd.

Luckily, i was both on my phone, and had sunglasses on. Which warranted extra-obnoxious staring.

As she neared even CLOSER, I gave her a once over. You know the type. You start at the top, you go to the bottom, you stop to focus on the girls boner,






I didn't know UNT had TRANNYS!!!!!?!!!

This one? Not so good. Could see her DICK.

Anyway. That's my life.

*Lacey Jane*

"Hey Lady, NICE COCK"


in my head.

1 comment:

The Amazing Ernie J. said...

That's awesome! I've never met a transvestite. Or if I have they were very convincing...

On a completely unrelated note...I have an amusing story.

I was at the store earlier tonight buying eggs so I could make waffles (I got a waffle iron a few weeks ago! *squee*) and as I was checking out this 24 year old rocker guy got in line behind me. He had emo fringe with red highlights, the guyliner, boring tattoos, the works.

He's buying a bottle of blackberry arbor mist.

And nothing else.

I laugh my ass off the whole way home.