five minutes ago i was in line at the exxon station on lee circle

i had a chili cheese dog in my left hand, and a mug of some oreo-mint-chocolate-cappucino concoction in my right.

i walk up to the cashier. as she rings me up, i notice her nametag: Prechious.
(yes, that is how she spelled it)

when she asked me if that would be all, it took all my energy not to yell out:

Put the fucking lotion in the basket!

as i walked out the door, i muttered i'd fuck me under my breath.

the end.

Current Mood: amused
Current Music: hrm. the lambs appear to be silent.