I’d sell my body at an interstate rest area to get seventy-five cents for one of those paper thimbles of coffee from the vending machine.
She's odd-turned.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
My first LOL of the day
My gal emailed me about running out of coffee at her house and having to go off to work third shift without it. Her description of her despair during that shift:
I’d sell my body at an interstate rest area to get seventy-five cents for one of those paper thimbles of coffee from the vending machine.
I’d sell my body at an interstate rest area to get seventy-five cents for one of those paper thimbles of coffee from the vending machine.
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