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So I find my self on an elevator this morning and this guy gets on with a bunch of pizzas. I am thinking to myself that I won't say anything like "how much for a slice?" Anyway by the time the door opens I am hungary from the smell of the pizza. Before the guy could get off some fat chick with a mustache walks by and solved my appetite problem. :unsure:
:lol: Fat chicks with mustaches are an every day occurance (sp?) here.
:puke:
What you are not hungry now ,make you sick , or did she ask? Well better luck next time.
It was an unplesant surprise. I almost felt sick. The extrame range of sensory perception must have shut my appetite down.
I bet she has no problem with birth control either.
BILL
Doh, That will get your diet started.