Spanky stayed at the Trailer Park Monday night (cozy but he didn't complain) and when he left for work Tuesday morning it was light so I didn't bother locking the door back. I just laid back down.
Big mistake.
Around 7:30 some crazy trailer park bitch just opens the door and comes in yelling, "Teresa? Teresa? Are you here?"
I jump up (in my boxers and a T-shirt) going "WTF!? Get the hell out of here."
Does she say something like, "Holy Fuck! I'm sorry! I thought my friend lived here."
NO! She just stumbles out and starts trying to dial her cell phone.
When I leave to go to work, she is still wandering around the park yelling "Teresa!"
I gave her the evil eye.... for naught. She didn't even recognize me.
Now that's a crazy bitch.
Life in the TP!
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