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I've never eaten a salad so fast as when my best friend and I went to a restaurant where a man with one leg and a loud voice squawked about something artistic, and since I'm still a little girl in body, soul and mind I sit on my feet. My friend and I stopped talking about something artistic as well and listened to them. "I gotta take a **** said the one-legged man, and though my back was turned to him, I could hear how tall and broad he was. As he passed me- that's how I saw his one leg- he stopped at my table, noticing my insecurities and said, "I wish I could still sit on my legs like that. Hey get a load of this," he said to his friend with blue eyes and no teeth. "hah," said his comrade and the one legged man hobbled off to take a **** I guess, but now I'm left wondering Did he mean before he lost his leg or before he was that small? I thought it was a relevant question.
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Jan 12, 2013
Jan 12, 2013 at 11:19 AM UTC
Mentally unstable hobos
I've never eaten a salad so fast as when my best friend and I went to a restaurant where a man with one leg and a loud voice squawked about something artistic, and since I'm still a little girl in body, soul and mind I sit on my feet. My friend and I stopped talking about something artistic as well and listened to them. "I gotta take a **** said the one-legged man, and though my back was turned to him, I could hear how tall and broad he was. As he passed me- that's how I saw his one leg- he stopped at my table, noticing my insecurities and said, "I wish I could still sit on my legs like that. Hey get a load of this," he said to his friend with blue eyes and no teeth. "hah," said his comrade and the one legged man hobbled off to take a **** I guess, but now I'm left wondering Did he mean before he lost his leg or before he was that small? I thought it was a relevant question.
ashley-r-prince
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Jan 12, 2013
Jan 12, 2013 at 11:19 AM UTC
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