
Originally Posted by
wasthinking
A: well um, both are true. I stopped at Starbucks on I15, the one where if you take a left, loop around to your right, there are skaters there in the parking lot, the part that faces north, so I got out and went in to buy a Strawberry Frap, I always order the same thing. When I came out, I saw the skaters snickering and I wanted to kill myself! I was mortified. So I drove to my friends house, I think he's my friend, um, maybe a dishwasher, he might have been a customer, the one that gave me this cold sore. I was probably thinking aw crap, my suicide letters won't be opened until Nov so when George, I dunno, maybe his name is Vic, I can't remember, but him and his drunk friends invited me to go panning for gold and that made me feel special, I loved their attention.