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I was at the deli the other day. I ordered 300 grams of mock chicken. Usually, I don’t get too grossed out by food which is one of the reasons I like my chicken mock. But this was different. The lady behind the deli counter had these big long fake fingernails – they were so long that a few of them even pierced through her little latex gloves or whatever it is the deli people wear – and those few fake nails had dug right into my fake chicken like there was no tomorrow.
(Rest assured, I’m here to tell you that tomorrow did come.)
The deli lady then handed me the package. I handed her a counterfeit $5 bill and said thank you without making eye contact but what I should of said is where’s the washroom so I can go barf you nasty bitch.
The moral of this post? The deli lady’s wig made her look old, frumpy and brought out her fake fingernails that reeked of mock chicken.
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