the thing I was ashamed of swetstink , the other two tomorrow , and more in the Albert Heijn supermarket , a drunk beerbreathed looking at my chilled from the cooling section grilled sausage , what I did not like , saying "Excuse me for not being that much white." after slowing up for that question I don't like to give to or hear from a stranger , "Shall I pay that ?" , so to avoid more I did not scrape my throught , after this constantly rolling with her eye's cashregistergirl saying "Sorry I still have to scan that , (bonus/sellingsurveycard)" , with my vanillacreamcups put there that way in risk of him stealing that , or my chilled smoked sausage , I did "Oh." , real to high pitched , and had my most emberrasing moment in my life for the first time in years , with this still anoyed by beerbreath going in mumbles "Not how you riek anymore." , so still I do know it was not that bad but the sense as if I liked that drunk , no , and made a difference to my real voice still she not believing all there was to hear or not , but , avoid that Korenbeurs I shouldt again , not doing any evening buy's anmore , and scrape my throught when not afraid , but also when I do not want to smartmouth that one further away or at least to hurry , so she rolled eye's less , but a good evening to come for me that is the truth .
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