From my journal:
Today i went to Whole Foods Market with:
3 sprays of MX203,
2 sprays AMMO,
1 Bella Rose
The great thing about this place is there are hippie types everywhere. I dont know what it is, but I have an unexplainable attraction to hippies. So there I was standing in line with my daughter for my wheatgrass shot, when I noticed ahead of me in line were 2 women. They were friends. They were both early 20’s. One looked hawiian, and by society standards was overweight, the other was a very cute red head hippie in a form fitting sundress. OMG my 2 weaknesses in one package. (red head & sundress)It seems that in the 5 min we had been around each other, the MX203 and AMMO had a bit of a meet and greet with the redheads neuro receptors. She would keep glancing back in my direction, while messing with her hair, and talking louder to her friend.
We all ordered, and as we were waiting for our drinks, the hawiian turns to me and says “OMG that is the cutest little girl I have ever seen”. The redhead looks at me from the eyes to the waist and back up and says "ya, and her dad aint that bad either.
Before I have a chance to say anything, the hawiian says loudly “Cheryl! You have a boyfriend” all disgusted. The red head looks me up and down again, and shrugged her shoulders. Hawiian girl grabs the red head by the arm, and drags her over to pick up their drinks, then they walk away, and the red head peaks back over her shoulder as the hawiian pushes her down the isle.
Then off to Walgreens to pick up some stuff. As I was shopping I noticed a hottie with this dude. Girl was a 9.5 easy. 5’ 5", dark hair, dark skin, (latino/american mix) jean shorts that barley covered her ass cheeks, white Hustler shirt covering her medicaly enhanced breasts, age: 22 tops. The dude: like 40ish, red floppy hat, walmart jeans, shoes with no socks, fishing shirt from 1986, and looked like he hadnt had hair cut since then. I thought WTF is going on here. Again, standing in line with my daughter, hottie and the shaveless wonder were ahead of me, about 4-5 ft. Suddenly, the hottie’s head jerks left, then right, then slowly peers up over the shleps shoulder, sneaking a peak in my direction. Then again, turns a bit and looks at me over her shoulder. They paid, and as they left she looked back on more time. Nice hit.
I paid, and as I was walking to my truck I noticed the dude, and the hottie getting into a brand new BMW. Its south FL, draw your own conclusion.
Not a bad 3 hours out and about in the middle of Easter Sunday.