SCENE: McDonalds Restaurant
TIME: 12:45PM, TODAYThere I was minding my own business and enjoying a Crispy Chicken Combo, when suddenly my white trash radar shoots to DEFCON 4. All I can see is faded pink glitter, over-sized sunglasses, flat-ironed over-dyed hair, and too much lip gloss. She is upon me, I am in her shadow. OMG It's too late!
TrashQueen: Hey man, you're hot. *chews gum and/or tobacco"
scotty2naughty: Lol, thanks.
TrashQueen: No seriously, I think you're hot, can I sit here?
scotty2naughty: I'd rather sit alone, but thank you, you ladies have a nice day. *smiles and grabs for iPod earphones*
TrashQueen: Well you aint need to be so rude about it. Shiiiiiiit.
scotty2naughty: *smiles and thinks WTF how did this happen*
TrashQueen: I'm just tryin to be nice, I didn't know your shit don't stink. Something stinks to me!
She gets louder and louder in the busy restaurant that I've been patronizing for over 7 years. She's not alone, she's trying to entertain her friend behind her who I can't see but can now hear laughing with delight. Suddenly, I'm not having it.
TrashQueen What's your problem pretty boy? You think you're too good for all this love? I...
I sigh and look down. Doesn't this bitch know it's Friday? OMG wait... what's this I see?
scotty2naughty: Crosinsoks?
TrashQueen: What you say?
scotty2naughty: Crocks and socks? *I look up at her with a puzzled look of disgust* Crocks and socks!?!
She was not expecting that.
TrashQueen: Ain't nothing wrong with them, I like them cause they comfortable.
scotty2naughty: Yeah but it's Crocks and socks... You're wearing Crocks and socks. Like, why did you even bother doing you hair this morning? Seriously.
TrashQueen: I wear what I want, they comfortable and I like'em...
scotty2naughty: So what they're comfortable, so are pajamas but you don't see people going around wearing those... *looks at her friend who's wearing plaid cotton pants* OH! Well arn't you ladies comfortable today!
TrashQueen: Yo, fuuuuuuuuuck you.
scotty2naughty: TGIF! *smiles and takes a bite of his burger while their food arrives and they go over to their table*
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