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[the_giaour]

So I'm going crazy trying to finish sewing an order for a customer who's waiting and in a big hurry as he's expected to appear at the rain forrest cafe in the tarzan outfit I'm sweating over when the intercom blares my name:

George, you need to move your car.
Jesus fuck! Now?!?

I run downstairs and grab my keys then head out to find the back street

Comments

[mslynx]

LOL! Love it! Been thinking about you, it's been too long again. Send me a txt and we'll get together soon :)

[ash_pixie]

So did you take down his plates so you can report him to the pizza place for poor driving??

I really don't miss driving the cleaning truck down the back alley we used to use to load it--crap like this happened all the time, however I will admit I wasn't as "graceful" when dealing with these situations as you were here. I tended to sic my heard of crazies on 'em. :P

[sklavin]

LOL

You are kind of my hero for this :)