A while back I found this little gem on craigslist. I negotiated a price with the girl and all was set for me to pick it up when she seemingly backed out of the deal by becoming completely unresponsive...
So today, I got an email from her out of no where asking if I was still interested. I just got off the phone with her...and I'm happy to report I'll be picking this bird up tomorrow afternoon.
Apparently its in fairly decent shape...the light supposedly still works on the front and it still keeps tasty beverages cold...from what I can gather, I think its from 1966.
When I was on the phone with her, she made it a point to mention her husband would be home with her when I pick it up at least twice. So I've deduced...that I must have a molester rapist tone to my voice....crap.
5 comments:
And crap again, monsieur.
Because you have a molester tone to your writing, as well.
Crap indeed...
Thankfully I didn't get my brother's name tattooed on my ass in Mexico...cause at this rate I may be in jail soon....Shit...no, reread it...this time without a creepy lisp voice in your head...
And now a note to Big Brother and that Coke Machine girl if she found this blog...
I am not a raping pillaging molester.
liar. You are a card carrying member of N.A.M.B.L.A
Got it on Saturday...no, not a NAMBLA card...the Coke Machine, and happily, no one was molested.
It looks stellar in my place, and it does indeed work.
since Houv is a card carrying member of NAMBLA, the lady is safe...
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