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Servicing
The mall is the scene of our story today kiddies. The place filled with the many faces of joy, despair, and slight homicidal tendencies. As you make your way down the lines of stores, you see bags upon bags of merchandise being carried around by people of many ages and types.
The old woman coming out of the Payless Shoe store with her new pair of comfortable loafers smiling proudly as she clutches her purse to her chest afraid of a young “hoodlum” stealing it.
A young white boy walking out of a Tower Records store with the latest 50-cent CD hidden away in his coat pocket as if he stole it but really paid higher than retail. Wearing his backwards cap, his baggy Sean John’s barely staying around his black boxers, a wife beater underneath his large Dodger’s jacket peeking through, the many medallions hanging from his neck, including an assortment of crosses, and a sorry excuse for a goatee growing on his chin.
The hillbilly or what people would call a “cracker”, from out of state that traveled to see the Hollywood sign looking for a good ol’ barbeque joint but not having much luck inside the mall. He’s startled by all the beautiful women and wondered how lucky some brothers were to have sisters like that.
These are only a few of the kinds of people you will find at any given Mall here in California. But what interests us today folks takes place down at the other end of this confined marketplace. Let’s take a stroll down the ways to the bustling food court where a small brunette is finishing her day.
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“Welcome to Hot Dog On a Stick…Would you like to make this a Super Deal?” I asked tiredly to one of the last customers of the day.
“What may I ask is a Super Deal?” The man said looking at the menu above my head.
I pointed up to the menu. “It comes with a hot dog on a stick, an 18-oz original lemonade, and fries.”
“Oh yes that would be great…”
I pushed the buttons on my machine and gave him the total. I made his change and went back to grab his items. I headed back to the counter and to my utter disgust I saw Aiden with his satanic girlfriend, Madison.
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that was funny shit keep up teh good work. More plz
Ohhh my gosh that was so good….in the middle of this story I was thinking this would be so good if they were acting this out and then when they were I was like hell yeah. So great I loved it.
that was funny shit keep up teh good work. More plz
Ohhh my gosh that was so good….in the middle of this story I was thinking this would be so good if they were acting this out and then when they were I was like hell yeah. So great I loved it.
That was so good! LoL! I had a feeling it was a fantasy. Thanks for the laugh i needed it!
That was so good! LoL! I had a feeling it was a fantasy. Thanks for the laugh i needed it!
Wow, I’m pretty sure I loved everything about this. From just the sheer hilarity of Ashley working at a fast food joint to the rat to the role playing realization at the end. Yeah, this was great.
Wow, I’m pretty sure I loved everything about this. From just the sheer hilarity of Ashley working at a fast food joint to the rat to the role playing realization at the end. Yeah, this was great.
haha! oh man that was the highlight of my 3:45 morning! lol i was all into this as a story and then cracked up when they were just roll playing! that was HOT! you should do more short stories like this! =] i loved this!!!
haha! oh man that was the highlight of my 3:45 morning! lol i was all into this as a story and then cracked up when they were just roll playing! that was HOT! you should do more short stories like this! =] i loved this!!!