i roll up to the check outline, put my shit on the belt at random and the clerk comments on how tastey my BBQ sauce is. i agree and she blabbers some mindless chit chat. about that time, she notices the bulk of my purchase. condoms, followed by ranch dressing, a children's coloring book, lube, followed by a children's art set, then some misc food items and a very small bra. her eyes got as big as goose eggs and she didnt say anything else except "your is is bla bla bla"
lmfao, she probably saw pedo bear running around in my cart..
anywho, i was buying some gifts for a few japanese friends of mine (the small bra and kids shit) along with some foods and shit...
anywho, whats there to do in ATL airport? i'm bored as shit
lmfao, she probably saw pedo bear running around in my cart..
anywho, i was buying some gifts for a few japanese friends of mine (the small bra and kids shit) along with some foods and shit...
anywho, whats there to do in ATL airport? i'm bored as shit