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So many pictures!
Everday I wake up in my room. Unless they're the days that I'm in the county jail, then it's different. This is my room. Notice the thong on the lamp? I get so much action.
The other half of my pent house suite.
Ok now, this is my dresser collection. Last time I checked I had 7 kinds of cologne, 6 tanning products, 2 kinds of deoderant and on and on...yes, yes I have a problem, but I look good doing it.
And then we have Uma Thurman guarding my blank CDs! Just to make sure that some shady bitches don't try and steal them, I put her on beserke mode. She'll cut you a new ass if you try and touch them.
My bathroom shower. Now, everything that looks designer, top notch, and really good for your hair and skin, is mine. The bottle of Prell and Head and Shoulders I do not take credit for.
You know...whatev.
Ok, this WAS my sister's old room but as you can see, is now the storage room. Now that my big sis is out of here, we've really taken a liking to just tossing whatever in the room and completely forgetting that she was ever there. I'm just kidding, it still has that sister kinda smell to it.
Now...this is in my mom's room. Yes, it's a skunk and yes, it's stuffed. And yes, it does smell.
My car! Sassy is dead. I spent over $700 on that bitch and she has yet to have her motor turn over. Whore.
So everyday when I walk to work, I see this. Christmas decorations. What the hell. It's almost April! I think they must have just died and didn't take them down, that might be it.
Ladies and Gentleman, the 9 wonder of the world, Ms. Patti Thomas. Every Tuesday I walk into work at 4 p.m. and work with this butter-ball. No one can top her when it comes to lottery, fake eyebrows, and being attacked by an angry pit-bull. God, I love Patti.
Patti and I hard at work!
Lottery John! Crazy old man that comes in and spends at least $25 dollars a night on lottery. Told me to "stay out of the tanning beds because I look like someone else". Easy for you to say, you're black.
Our store at work. Very small, but loaded with the best of the best. Hot Fries, Grape Soda and Krispy Cakes. Whatever your taste, oh, we've got it.
that's it kids!
Everday I wake up in my room. Unless they're the days that I'm in the county jail, then it's different. This is my room. Notice the thong on the lamp? I get so much action.
The other half of my pent house suite.
Ok now, this is my dresser collection. Last time I checked I had 7 kinds of cologne, 6 tanning products, 2 kinds of deoderant and on and on...yes, yes I have a problem, but I look good doing it.
And then we have Uma Thurman guarding my blank CDs! Just to make sure that some shady bitches don't try and steal them, I put her on beserke mode. She'll cut you a new ass if you try and touch them.
My bathroom shower. Now, everything that looks designer, top notch, and really good for your hair and skin, is mine. The bottle of Prell and Head and Shoulders I do not take credit for.
You know...whatev.
Ok, this WAS my sister's old room but as you can see, is now the storage room. Now that my big sis is out of here, we've really taken a liking to just tossing whatever in the room and completely forgetting that she was ever there. I'm just kidding, it still has that sister kinda smell to it.
Now...this is in my mom's room. Yes, it's a skunk and yes, it's stuffed. And yes, it does smell.
My car! Sassy is dead. I spent over $700 on that bitch and she has yet to have her motor turn over. Whore.
So everyday when I walk to work, I see this. Christmas decorations. What the hell. It's almost April! I think they must have just died and didn't take them down, that might be it.
Ladies and Gentleman, the 9 wonder of the world, Ms. Patti Thomas. Every Tuesday I walk into work at 4 p.m. and work with this butter-ball. No one can top her when it comes to lottery, fake eyebrows, and being attacked by an angry pit-bull. God, I love Patti.
Patti and I hard at work!
Lottery John! Crazy old man that comes in and spends at least $25 dollars a night on lottery. Told me to "stay out of the tanning beds because I look like someone else". Easy for you to say, you're black.
Our store at work. Very small, but loaded with the best of the best. Hot Fries, Grape Soda and Krispy Cakes. Whatever your taste, oh, we've got it.
that's it kids!