I went to Wendy's today, and these two black chicks behind the counter (well ok, one was too old to be a chick), were all staring at me, like RIGHT at me and like two feet away. Finally one of them was like "don't be scared...we just think you got bedroom eyes or somethin'" "oh yeah he fine. he fine, he ain't got no wedding band either" said the other one "I saw that! I don't know if he got a girlfriend or nothin cause he ain't tellin" Then their manager came over and started yelling at them and saying Wendy's isn't a meat market. I was pretty dumb struck.
Later on as I was driving, I saw a girl get plastered when a car drove through a puddle. It was classic. That has been my day so far.
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