audrey, a million mexicans come into my job every morning to buy food. endlessly (it seems), they tumble out of their white van, and i think of a clown car. i also think of you. because you know the mexicans. you love the mexicans. one of them calls me "bonita amiga" everyday. i want to call him speedy gonzalez, but i refrain.
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shes not mexican.
but her baby will be a halfie.
i hope its as fun as your experience.
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