Name: Anonymous 2007-05-29 18:52 ID:Zzer8ckP
My misfortunes all began this afternoon around 1 or 2 PM, when I was enjoying a swim in the Gulf of Mexico (No beaners were attempting to swim in). I'm swimming the length of the beach when all of a sudden, I feel a bit..free. Lo and behold my dick was no longer entrapped by my swimsuit, and was now a shark fin in the water. Fortunately I was out far enough and this little incident went by without trouble.
Then, I'm at the airport waiting for my 5:50 flight to JFK airport, and..fuck, it's delayed until 6:30. So I finally get on the plane, hoping to take off quickly..but then we sit on the tarmac for another ten minutes. We get into the air, and everything is bouncing around just like a couple of hippos fucking. This is the case for the next ten minutes or so. I try and distract myself by watching Mike Rowe handle cow shit on the little LCD in front of me, hoping the guy in that seat won't recline, because I'm in the last damn row in the plane.
So we land, and wtf, there's snow on the ground. I want to go back to Florida. We sit by our gate, for a good ten minutes, until we finally disembark, and some nigger with fifty bags takes his time before the rest of us can disembark. Now the whole liquid ban thing forced me to check my bags because my contact lense cleaner only came in 4 oz, and the minimum is 3, plus that's about what I needed for my trip. So I wait for a half hour (probably more) and marvel at the inefficiency of the people moving our bags around, until I finally get my bag.
I'm pulling out of the airport parking lot, and present the ticket to the nigger in the booth. He says it isn't valid in some bored nigger-tongue. He yells for another nigger, who eventually validates it, then asks for payment. I point to the EZPass, and he says "it ain't readin." Then I hand it to him, and he says "it still ain't readin." (turn on your scanner, dipshit, then maybe it will read.) So I hand him cash and FINALLY out we go.
After a lot of traffic on the way home and fishtailing up my hill, I step out of the truck and ZWOOP fall on my ass. FUCK! I then make sure to tread more carefully, get my bag, come up to the door and then ZWOOP, I fall on my ass AGAIN. I walk in the door, all snow covered, and my mom got scared. I said you know something mom, I've fallen on ice twice now, I'm black and blue on my ass, I've gone through a giant clusterfuck at the airport, and to top it off I have a sunburn. I'M GOING TO BED, BYE.
Its the fucking small things that get to ya I tell you.
Then, I'm at the airport waiting for my 5:50 flight to JFK airport, and..fuck, it's delayed until 6:30. So I finally get on the plane, hoping to take off quickly..but then we sit on the tarmac for another ten minutes. We get into the air, and everything is bouncing around just like a couple of hippos fucking. This is the case for the next ten minutes or so. I try and distract myself by watching Mike Rowe handle cow shit on the little LCD in front of me, hoping the guy in that seat won't recline, because I'm in the last damn row in the plane.
So we land, and wtf, there's snow on the ground. I want to go back to Florida. We sit by our gate, for a good ten minutes, until we finally disembark, and some nigger with fifty bags takes his time before the rest of us can disembark. Now the whole liquid ban thing forced me to check my bags because my contact lense cleaner only came in 4 oz, and the minimum is 3, plus that's about what I needed for my trip. So I wait for a half hour (probably more) and marvel at the inefficiency of the people moving our bags around, until I finally get my bag.
I'm pulling out of the airport parking lot, and present the ticket to the nigger in the booth. He says it isn't valid in some bored nigger-tongue. He yells for another nigger, who eventually validates it, then asks for payment. I point to the EZPass, and he says "it ain't readin." Then I hand it to him, and he says "it still ain't readin." (turn on your scanner, dipshit, then maybe it will read.) So I hand him cash and FINALLY out we go.
After a lot of traffic on the way home and fishtailing up my hill, I step out of the truck and ZWOOP fall on my ass. FUCK! I then make sure to tread more carefully, get my bag, come up to the door and then ZWOOP, I fall on my ass AGAIN. I walk in the door, all snow covered, and my mom got scared. I said you know something mom, I've fallen on ice twice now, I'm black and blue on my ass, I've gone through a giant clusterfuck at the airport, and to top it off I have a sunburn. I'M GOING TO BED, BYE.
Its the fucking small things that get to ya I tell you.