I don’t miss my job. It’s ok that I got fired, truly. But I do miss one or two people there. Especially 1 certain person; you know who you are.
Here’s to Grilled Panini’s, sandwhiches where the meat slides out the back of the bread when you bite it, secrete love affairs with strangely tall mexicans, our sons, keys hidden on the highest most shelves where midgets can’t reach them, crying for no reason at work, unauthorized movie downloads, taking 1 week to watch a movie, movies about Scottish kings that only spend the first 3 min in Scotland, thinking outside the box, and getting fired over your nutz.
Damn, what a ride. And what a friend.
Miss you “Z”.
Damn, I gotta get this soft shit outta my head. Back to pimpin.
Kingdom. High School dropout. Network Administrator. Pimp. Next…???
wow!!!
why have you stop writing?Do you still pimp?where are you from?Where is you childs Mother?Is she one of your girl too?If not do you wish to to start back pimping?Do you miss the girl that was your bottom?Do you still talk to her?
I’m a maddame and I think your story is very good.Did you get anything out of all the things that you did for your girls did you make anything?Did they get anything?Are you open to talk about this if so I have been in this for 6years We can do some brain picking if you like
donna
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July 6th, 2008