I was standing in the aisle with all the fancy craft paper and pens when this group of teenagers showed up. They were laughing and carrying on, it was anyone’s guess about what. One of the guys separated from his click and stood beside me (of course), to go through some art supplies, while his friends disappeared. I was just thinking I needed to leave when he swore loudly.
Startled, I looked over at him. Dude, really?
He glanced at me and smiled, then turned his attention to his art supplies.
“I’m sexy,” he announced.
I knew I should have stayed home.
“I need to reproduce,” he told himself.
That's my queue. I left my art supplies there and exited the aisle.
You Sir are another reason I just stay home.
Startled, I looked over at him. Dude, really?
He glanced at me and smiled, then turned his attention to his art supplies.
“I’m sexy,” he announced.
I knew I should have stayed home.
“I need to reproduce,” he told himself.
That's my queue. I left my art supplies there and exited the aisle.
You Sir are another reason I just stay home.
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