i'm sitting on my floor w/ an abundant of shit all around me, trying to figure out what is critical to pack? stunnas, check. underwear, check. comic books, check. AND i'm set :)
i noticed yesterday that i'm lacking shorts for this trip. so i went on a quest today w/ my sis to find me a couple pairs of shorts. A REASONABLE theory would be that all the shorts would be on sale, with wanting to get rid of them for their winter stock. i was wrong :(
so i'm stuck w/ the dilemma of going back to what i did in high school. scrunching the legs of my pants up, and hold that shit up w/ rubberbands (gheettoo).
so today @ work, before i left i noticed all my co-workers writing on this big piece of paper. i was like AAAWWW, it's goin to be a "have a safe trip" kinda card. yet again, i was wrong :(
click on it for the full size. heads up, my nickname @ work is "porno lance"
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