So Im at the gas station, waiting in line; one guy in front of me and three or four behind me. Theres this woman, scurvy looking, real survey. Short, heavier set ICP shirt and greasy hair. She just starring at me , well not me but in my direction. Pretty much starring at the line. Out of no where she jumps in right in front of me, totally cuts me. I look around to see if anyone else noticed, they did and there were a few smirks. So I say, excuse me there juggalo. She turns around and yells, Im not a juggalo, in a juggalette. Juggle these for all I care get back to the end of the line I replied. She begins to threaten me, and at this point I can not only smell her breath but her person. So I just look forward and dont look or say andthing, she eventually turned back around. The guy that was ahead of me finishes his transaction and leaves. She approaches the cashier ask for a pack of Newports. The female cashier says, I belive that gentleman (referring to me) was next in line. She blew up and put a hex on all of us. It was pretty entertaining to say the least, never had anyone openly put a curse on me before.
Posted on: Fri, 01 Nov 2013 14:30:27 +0000
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