Pork rind

Yesterday I was in a mcDonalds eating a bag of pork rinds I had brought in under the cover of my tube top. (before I sat down and revealed my secret to the man sitting across from me, my friend Carlos, we went to the counter and ordered two drinks. I asked for a clean drink with no spillage on top. They handed me a drink with drink spillage on the top and a thumb print on the side. I asked them to make me a new and the girl said no. Her name was Ladanda-Fay and I know her from this other McDonalds she used to work at. We have had words before. I said to her, "Ladanda-Fay, I am not trying to be difficult. I asked you for a clean drink with no drink spillage. You did not provide that. Please. Make it again. Ma'm." Ladanda-Fay look at me like she gonna pull a boot off and swing it at a baby doe. I look at her and said "You gonna make my drink, ho?" And with that, she proceeded to take a white rag out from beneath the counter and wipe the entired cup (and top) down and drop the rag onto the counter. She slowly shoved the cup at me from across the counter with one of her long magenta nails (the cute ones with the peacock-shaped diamonds in them).

I know karate. I did a swivel-spin kick, knocked the drink off the counter and onto the back wall and slowly floated back down tot the ground. She look at me and so did Carlos like I was a magician. Well...I am. I ain't never told nobody before but this ho is a ninja. Ladanada-Fay quickly made me a new drink, this time a large one and smiled at me as I grabbed it with my left hand and gave her face the slap with the right one.

The pork rinds was good.

-LR

PS: the show is late again...because of Chris. I am going to fire him. I don't care how many emails from Criffer I get saying he like hsi "hairless" body." The boy can't stay on schedule.