Uhm here are my papers.
Dude there's a Ferris wheel in your truck, go through.
I'm so tired right now.
My eyeballs hurt.
The tops of my hands hurt.
My lips hurt too.
Janet
Chloe
Danny
Tom
Rick
Tony
Gabriel
Bill
Carla
Tammy
Lauren
Chase
Luke
Deborah
And that's not even the half of it.
I love that everyone actually uses the name tags. Make you feel special.
Anyways I've said to much. I gotta go drive my snow cone machine around the block a few more times, then measure a tipi (I spelled that wrong), then say are you fucking kidding me, then say a random has cute braces, then not die talking to a truck full of boys, then not get freaked out by creepers checking me out, have Tony do all the scary work and counting, then I need to run out onto 25th avenue, not take a break, then go buy myself a trailer with eight doors and become a carnie. Uhm I live there, that's my back door.
Love,
Thanks for diving right in there today.
Oh and steal candy from Rick's nice Acadia. It's shiny.
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