Mor-or-less

#8: Gansta Girl

I was coming home from Rincon, high as fuck I might add, and during our little road trip we came across a small traffic line. While we laid there, we see this young woman, with headphones and a green jumper dress (which is the uniform of the school). This youg lady was walking as if she just had killed her biggest enemy or had had sex for the first time, fist’s pumped walking like a complete gansta. While walking she stopped, picked up a dry palm branch and broke it half and then tossed it over the bridge she then threw her hands in the air and yelled FUCK YEAH! and continued walking. All of us watching this little incident were left jawless and pissed ourselves with laughter (not literally, although that would have been the icing on the cake). I have no idea what she was listening to but whatever it was it probably was grand (hey, maybe Tupac never died and she’s the only one that knows).

Hot or not.

Just had a thought as to why the emails on Hotmail don’t come covered in fire. What’s the point of calling it Hotmail if the email never arrives hot, like on fire or something.