Divide by Zero

I'm curious about half a penis too...and a whole one. Also...this pose ...
 
Inquiring minds like to know
About flags and the penis patrol

I like the request button
You hit it every time

My faves
Thank you
 
Inquiring minds like to know
About flags and the penis patrol

I like the request button
You hit it every time

My faves
Thank you

Damn penis patrol.

I’ll need to get my own troops out defending my right to expose myself.


Sometimes that button works.
 
There is nothing remotely attractive about a car dealership.

The Reflex by Duran Duran just played. Rolling straight into Love Shack.

There is always that one “high energy” guy who wears the nice suit walking quickly through the showroom whistling a song which does not resemble Love Shack. Or he’s doing what I have deemed the impossible by snapping his fingers while absolutely missing the beat. A skill I once thought only my father possessed, but now I’m confident it’s a skill salespeople have.

Only successful ones though. Only ones who can con you out of money you never had for something you do not need and make you feel good about it.

Michael Jackson now.

I’ve been approached four times because I do not sit well and there is absolutely no reason for it to take an hour for an oil change. One can try, but nobody sells me anything.

The kid is not my son.

I walk around the lot and the showroom. I’m sure the guy with long gray hair and beard has been flagged as unapproachable at this point. I’ll open a door, look inside, but the cars really haven’t changed much.

Here’s the thing, an oil change is simply cheaper than anywhere here.

There was a sign on the desk I read while the kid with the manbun took my miles. The car wash is broke. Should be done a few minutes sooner, no?

The service department is noW getting hyped up by Prince. Let’s Go Crazy. First country song and I walk across the street.

The lot is about empty as I’ve ever seen. I’ll assume sales are down. The one Mormon looking kid tried to convince me it would be cool to have a 2020. The year of the madness. The year he couldn’t afford new protective underwear. The year selling cars was a tough gig.

I always check my bags when they are done. I always ensure my gear is still there. I don’t care who drove my car. And I always have my gear.

The FedEx girl walked in looking for water. The chit chat and attempted flirtations from the sales guy. She complained about her day for a minute. She was going to be okay now. She thanked them.

Honestly, we may all just want to be flirted with. Then our days are better.

Party All the Time. Garbage station.

And sorry if I offended any 80s music lovers or car salespeople. Not sorry if I offended any country music listeners.

Shit. Here comes another. I need to take another lap.
 
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There is nothing remotely attractive about a car dealership.

(Snip)

Shit. Here comes another. I need to take another lap.

I really want to make a joke about slow oil changes....
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.and 'cat' salespeople

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.(rude....you edited ;) )
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And of course we want to be flirted with. It's equal to being seen ,I think, since many of us feel invisible.
 
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Already thinking about it.

With chocolate?

I really want to make a joke about slow oil changes....
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.
.and 'cat' salespeople

.
.(rude....you edited ;) )
.
.
And of course we want to be flirted with. It's equal to being seen ,I think, since many of us feel invisible.

I’m always rude when it comes to my vanity.

Most of us do. All circumstantial.
 
how long did I watch the video?
Intoxicatingly addictive MG

Or that my oil change was exciting as yours
new car salesman are entertaining?
Usually obnoxious and overbearing!


I think you might be late for work-fabulous pic

And I will claim responsibility for going to bed early
But I am not planning for much sleep
 
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