At Target, aisle XYZ looking for some containers.
Dood1: DAIIIIMNNNN! Look at that ass.
Dood2: I know. I want to *Censored* and *Censored* that ass until I can't no more. Then I'd drag that hawt piece of ass and *C e n s o r e d*
BB: o_o *ignores them and the cougar a few feet away that was enjoying the attention*
Dood2: UGHHHH. I just can't stand it! I got to get some of that. Here, hold my shit.
Dood1: Wai-
BB: *starts walking away in the opposite direction*
A few minutes go by while I am looking for trash bags.
Audible gasps and whispers are heard from near the kitchen stuff
Mrs.Bigote: You're going to hell!!!! DIRTY BAGS OF SHIT!!!
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At this point security guards came to see what the noise was about. Apparently What I thought was two (young) guys checking out a MILF, was actually a couple of guys checking out a DILF( I swear I didn't see him behind the woman's artificial ...enhancements).
The Cougar didn't see that coming either .
We both ( along with a sizable, murmuring crowd) just stared at the two making out; I trying to figure out how to change my view of the world and she trying to adjust her bra to hoping to impress someone, maybe her self.
I don't know what happened next; I left.
If I lived forever I would have still been surprised. Maybe.
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