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Sweating bullets in TJ a Hot August Eve want the filet but can't even pay a burrito on the street. Pop into a club to quench the thirst, then lose all my cash.... the corner casino, ouch that hurt. My brother smells tacos I say sure swell then up four flights to a ****** hotel. Rooms by the hour, I just want a shower, it's God **** hot as hell. What should take one turns into 4 hours playing the waiting game. Handed her green, she left the scene, came back with, a quarter of the order. Pack up our **** lickety-split it's time to cross the border. Long and slow we wind our way through, no passport, no birth certificate and now at the booth. He's on a watchlist the feds know me where you headed tonight? the uniform speaks. Secondary sir I'm used to it see. Scolded for lack of papers told they'll detain us next time we're tagged and processed then he points to a line Run through the scanner & told to get out by a badge on a boy just outta the scouts He scans us briefly   looks quickly inside.... then he says free to go,   Have a safe ride Little did they know of the contraband inside.... 25 tamales in a bag untied.
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Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 9:55 PM UTC
Tamale Deals in TJ
Sweating bullets in TJ a Hot August Eve want the filet but can't even pay a burrito on the street. Pop into a club to quench the thirst, then lose all my cash.... the corner casino, ouch that hurt. My brother smells tacos I say sure swell then up four flights to a ****** hotel. Rooms by the hour, I just want a shower, it's God **** hot as hell. What should take one turns into 4 hours playing the waiting game. Handed her green, she left the scene, came back with, a quarter of the order. Pack up our **** lickety-split it's time to cross the border. Long and slow we wind our way through, no passport, no birth certificate and now at the booth. He's on a watchlist the feds know me where you headed tonight? the uniform speaks. Secondary sir I'm used to it see. Scolded for lack of papers told they'll detain us next time we're tagged and processed then he points to a line Run through the scanner & told to get out by a badge on a boy just outta the scouts He scans us briefly   looks quickly inside.... then he says free to go,   Have a safe ride Little did they know of the contraband inside.... 25 tamales in a bag untied.
Tamale deals in Mexico....so which is it (the contraband that is)? The tamales or what's inside the tamales? Hahahaha...I'll never tell.
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Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 9:55 PM UTC
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