My work shoes are being held together with duck tape and rubber bands. I have to work tomorrow at 7, but I will be forever grateful to anyone willing to drive my white ass to Wal Mart for new shoes. I’ll throw in gas $ for the trouble. My cell is all fucked up, and only works when it feels like it, so leave a comment or wake my drunken ass up.
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