Classic Post: Messing With a Bible Thumper
Would you mind participating in our survey? I’ll only take a minute or two of your time.”
“OK, but I worship the devil,” I offered matter of factly.
Would you mind participating in our survey? I’ll only take a minute or two of your time.”
“OK, but I worship the devil,” I offered matter of factly.
Shortly after walking into the store, I felt the familiar first gurgle in my stomach that would imply that mudbutt was imminent. The gurgle had that low pitched “bloop” feeling like when they first change the five-gallon container on the water cooler. I clenched my butt-cheeks together, foolishly ignoring the churning sensation in my gut and proceeded to the back of the store to begin grocery shopping.
Part one in a series of stories about my adventures living in an urban neighborhood in the city of Grand Rapids.
This 19 year old girl was hellbent on securing the safety of her minimum wage job by egregiously disregarding common sense and basic customer service.
It isn’t often that I am able to witness an act of absolute humility and shamelessness as the astute acknowledgment of private, personal dirty deeds gone way, way wrong.
Originally Published in Jan ‘07
One late summer Sunday afternoon back in 2006, Angie was attending a Party-Lite candle event, hosted by a friend of hers at the time, “Cassandra” . These are similar to the multi-level marketing schemes like Tupperware or sex-toy parties that [...]