Posted: Sep 15, 2006 1:27 am |
Edited by: dag
in 9th grade there was this cute girl who's dad owned the burger king. she worked there too. We were a little sweet on each other. Her boyfried was about 5 years older than me, and fucking crazy. He had crazy eyes, talked in a soft wisper all the time. hadda lotta bad jailhouse tats, including "OZZY" on his knuckles. The kinkest thing i did at the B.K.? fucking nothing, i was scared to death. Later on he smashed her heavy wooden door down with his bare hands and went back to jail for a bit. Today' i'd put that shrimps dick in the dirt. oh well.
burger king crowns have rules of the game in them. "I am the King!" says i.