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… to Bank of America, Mr. M to the M! :wink:

G-Rated, so no need for pop corn. :roll_eyes:

Mother’s Day!! Pay this mutha! Pay that mutha!

Yep, t’was payday for this fellow with lack of funds! :stuck_out_tongue:

2 drops of A314 — 1 shared by the wrist, and 1 to the chin and jaw line.
4 sprays of AMMO regular — sides and front of neck, and 1 shared by the top of hands (I think I’m liking it better spreading the scent around with 4 of the regular = 2 X double strength. Just a thought)
Closed my eyes and sucked in my soup coolers, and 3 sprays of IS regular to my face.

Did my running around, and had to stop to make a payment on my BOA card so I can place an order next week. :slight_smile: The new thing, I think, is for all customers to be greeted once they enter the building. Annnnnnd!?

Anywho, I hear, WELCOME TO BANK OF AMERICA!

WELL, THANK YOU! I’M JUST THRILLED TO BE HERE!

This is a blond, about 6 feet+ of ‘PLEASE JUMP OUT OF GRANMA’S APPLE PIE ONTO MY PLATE! PLEASE!’ pure deliciousness! Blue eyes! Long blond hair! And legggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggs that lead ALL THE WAY UP TO HEAVEN. (Excuse me ladies) And I’d love to lick my way there! To her heaven, that is! :stuck_out_tongue:

She walks up to me and say, HOW MAY WE HELP … hand goes up to her hair, and she starts twirling … YOU TODAY?

IT WOULD BE NICE IF YOU GAVE ME A COUPLE OF MILLION, BUT SINCE IT’S FRIDAY, YOU PROBABLY NEED THAT TO PARTY THIS WEEKEND. SO, I GUESS I NEED TO PAY MY BILL.

She laughs, points me at a cashier, and said, “SHE’LL BE GLAD TO HELP YOU.”

I wouldn’t normally admit this to anyone, but since I will probably never meet any of you, I don’t have to worry about you joking me in public. The Amazon had the M to the M’s teeth itching!!! And I lost my composer. Not to worry, I don’t think they caught on. What happened? Hold your horses! I’m gonna tell you! GeezWeezel! I was suppose to pay a certain amount, and I paid $100.00 less than what I was suppose to.

During this exchange of words, all of the other cashiers was watching, smiling, and listening.

I leave the bank. Check my stub, and I guess my blood cooled off, because I notice it immediately! I walk back into the bank, and Miss 6-Footer’s smiling, and says, "HOW CAN hand goes back to the hair for more twirling I HELP YOU." I kid you not! Scouts Honor! Cross my eyes and hope to die! Twice times she greeted me, her hands went up to get her twirl on in the middle of each greeting!

I FORGOT TO MAKE AN EXTRA PAYMENT. She directs me back at the same cashier, who’s got this serious look on her face, like WHAT DID I DO? look. Yes, I caught that, and yes I felt evil! I walk up to her window with the straightest of faces, and said, “YOU DIDN’T GIVE ME MY CHANGE BACK.” 6-Footer jumps in and say, “YEAH!” The cashier got so ugly in the face, I couldn’t continue on, 'cause it would have messed up her Friday. She says, “YOU DON’T GET ANY CHANGE!” I say, I KNOW, I WAS JUST KIDDING. She starts laughing, and say, “DON’T BE TRYING TO CONFUSE ME LIKE THAT! IT’S BEEN A LONG DAY!” I pay my bill and wish her a great weekend. She and 6-footer wished me a good day as I leave.

I shared all that for what reason.

ANSWER: The hair twirling! :roll_eyes:

ZEE END

PlEaSe wAtCh youR stEp aS yOu ExIt tHiS pOst

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LOL! Steve O WARNED me about you. He only got it HALF right!!! :smiley:

You ARE wickedly fun!!! :slight_smile:

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I simply HATE being the transportor of BAD NEWS, 1A, BUT since the sun is out, I think you’ll be okay.

  1. I wouldn’t be putting too much stock into the words of someone who walks around inhaling Instant Jerky through his nose from a 30 ml bottle! :cool:

  2. Nice try, Bud! He was warning ME about YOU!!! :o

No need in getting all upset about those two findings. Just make sure you throw your day into your juicer, and get ALL THE FUN you can from it! :wink: And yes, you can eat the pulp IF it pleases you. :roll_eyes:

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There are so many awesome things about this post, I lack the words to say them all! This is my new favourite thing! Post more!

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Glad you felt what I was sharing, Mister C.

As they occur, Sir. As they occur.

Thank you for making me cheeZ! :wink:

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You should of got the blondes number me M to the M… It wouldn’t hurt to try!

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The world is FULL of lovely roses, D. I dare not try to pluck every one I see. She ran her fingers through the hairs of my EGO, and to me and my MIX OF THE DAY, that was so very SATISFYING. :stuck_out_tongue:

Had that been in a club/bar setting, I would have pulled my pack of sweet and sour sauce from my pocket, showed it to her, and winked while licking my l ips! :roll_eyes:

Another day … another story … another rose. :wink:

And since you bumped my thread, I have to go open a bank account for my daughter tomorrow … this same mix will be my OUTING mone wear, thanks!

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Different bank, same wardrobe, but I added 3 sprays of IH to the back of the neck.

Nothing to note. Wait! Maybe! Just maybe.

Went in, told the greeter what I needed. They were suppose to give out 25.00 for referrals, so my timing was good!

“HEY! ARE YOU STILL GIVING OUT 25,000.00 FOR REFERRALS FOR NEW ACCOUNTS!?!?!?”

She and her counterpart laughed out, “NO! IT’S 25 DOLLARS, SIR.”

“WELL, YOU MAY WANNA SEND SOMEBODY DOWN TO WALMART, 'CAUSE THERE’S A GUY STANDING OUTSIDE THE MAIN ENTRANCE TELLING PEOPLE THAT YOU GUYS ARE GIVING OUT $25,000.00 FOR REFERRALS, NOT 25.00!”

Meanwhile, to my right there’s a decent looking 28-year old brunette listening and watching and smiling while helping another customer.

I get my forms to fill out, and am directed to the customer sitting area to fill out my form and wait. There’s a man and his kids and a lady ahead of me.

Filling out my forms when I hear, “M to the M!” It’s the burnette, and she’s cheezing! “DID YOU SAY M TO THE M?” “YES, I DID.” **“GOODIE! THAT’S ME!” She laughs and says, “FOLLOW ME.” “YES, DEAR.”

She pulls out my chair, and we start inputting my daughters info into computer. She says, "YOUR DAUGHTER WAS BORN IN 1984? THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE IF SHE’LL BE 18 IN AUGUST, CAUSE I WAS BORN IN 1984" “SO, YOU’RE 18?” “NO, I’M 28.” “OPSSSSY! I MEANT 94.” We both laugh.

Now, the lady that was sitting in the waiting room before me walks by, and brunette baby says, “IF YOU LIKE, I’LL GET THE MANAGER FOR YOU.” The lady says, “NO THANKS,” and walks out with the clipbord. I say, “SHE’S STEALING YOUR CLIPBOARD!” “IT’S OKAY, IT’S NOT WORTH GETTING BEAT UP OVER, 'CAUSE SHE’S PISSED.” I say, “NO, SHE’S NOT PISSED. THAT’S HOW SHE LOOKED WHEN I WALKED IN, AND SHE WAS HERE BEFORE ME.” She gave me that OH MY GOODNESS look. Yep! Miss Brunette was so into my conversation and digging the M to the M’s display of himself, she just had to wait on me, and called me when she should have called the lady, is MY thinking. :roll_eyes: Yes, I’ve been WRONG before. :wink: Oh, and the lady didn’t take the clipboard, she went out to her call for a minute, and then came back in.

Finished filling out the paper work, she stood up, shook my hand, and that was that. Made a couple of more quick stops, got a lot of HELLO!-looks and a couple of hellos with nice smiles from the opposite sex.

This completes my LOG ENTRY on this 13th day of the month of June in the year 2012.

Until we meet again!!! :wink:

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LMAO at 6-footer this thread made my day

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Glad to have been of service, Italian Made!

Thanks! :wink:

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So how are things going with fillipina’s? I still would not take them ,lol

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It’s a long story, Coolest of Kats; but I was just preparing for a meeting that will take place in the Spring. Pregrame warm up? :wink: