I work at a gas station.
Today, I happened to look out at the pumps as a car pulled up to pump #1. The driver stayed in the car, and the passenger started to get out. On crutches. As I watched, I kept saying to myself, "There's no way they're gonna make that kid come in..."
But the crutch kid slowly came in, struggled to the counter, and gave me "Five bucks on one."
Sad.
But what made me want to laugh was the REASON he was struggling so hard.
He was wearing gangster pants, hanging way down below his ass. Just imagine the pure effort he had to expend to keep his pants above the equator. He LITERALLY had to stop and GASP for breath at one point, simply because his pants kept falling down. He couldn't quite hold the pants as he walked, because he couldn't maneuver the crutches that way. He resorted to some kind of zombie-walk, holding and stepping at the same time.
Just wear NORMAL FUCKING PANTS, you BLOODY FOOL!!!!
<sigh>
Joe
Today, I happened to look out at the pumps as a car pulled up to pump #1. The driver stayed in the car, and the passenger started to get out. On crutches. As I watched, I kept saying to myself, "There's no way they're gonna make that kid come in..."
But the crutch kid slowly came in, struggled to the counter, and gave me "Five bucks on one."
Sad.
But what made me want to laugh was the REASON he was struggling so hard.
He was wearing gangster pants, hanging way down below his ass. Just imagine the pure effort he had to expend to keep his pants above the equator. He LITERALLY had to stop and GASP for breath at one point, simply because his pants kept falling down. He couldn't quite hold the pants as he walked, because he couldn't maneuver the crutches that way. He resorted to some kind of zombie-walk, holding and stepping at the same time.
Just wear NORMAL FUCKING PANTS, you BLOODY FOOL!!!!
<sigh>
Joe
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