I used to work at this record store, and there was a Taco Bell across the street.
We used to come to work...uhhh...influenced...alot, so I was always going over there, flirtin with the chics there and what not, and the manager would flirt back heavy.
Broad chic...I mean, shoulders like Kevin Willis broad..with a mole right in the middle of her forehead. She threw the gauntlet down, so I accepted. She aint have me feenin like that...but she was high on the list. Decent head game too.
I stopped messing with her when she wouldnt help me tint my windows one sunday.
We covered by the Blood which never loose it's power