it was good friday (*cough*clears throat*) it was the 1st day of spring break. i walk into the spa building (on a side note you should know there are like *NO* vehicles in the parking lot so i'm thinking easy breezy we're gonna be nice and greasy) and there is kids upon kids upon kids upon more kids and more kids. never ending. non stop. everywhere. screaming and yelling. and more kids.
some of these kids, teen boys, decide it'll be fun to depants eachother and make rude obscene jesters to the MILFs (Mom I'd Like to Fuck) lounging around in thier skimpy bikinis showing off thier hot bods next to fat overweight flaxen husbands. Along with thier jailbait daughters...Sigh. So I get to be the bad guy because these fucking idiots are showing off thier teeny tiny little adolescent peckers and being just plain stupid and rude.
stupid idiotic morons. if they were *MY* sons i would have beat the living shit out of em instead of sayin "oh thier just boys"....stupid fucking so-called parents shouldn't be allowed to breed...
“...So do we pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives; they sit undramatically by the roadside like poor beggars, and we see them only from the corners of our eyes, if we see them at all. The idea that they have been waiting there for us rarely if ever crosses our minds. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall in behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up, little by little.”--Stephen King
4-30-11 = Best Day of My Life
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