slothrop Posted July 19, 2006 Posted July 19, 2006 I walked into the Shell station for my customary post-climb corn dog and overheard this conversation: Cashier: Hey Misty, come on in. I wanna talk to you. 17-Year-Old Girl Outside: Naw, I can't be within 300 feet. (runs off) She seemed so young to already have her own restraining order. Quote
olyclimber Posted July 19, 2006 Posted July 19, 2006 you're pretty good at guessing ages there slothrop Quote
underworld Posted July 20, 2006 Posted July 20, 2006 these small town folks just don't know how to live like us civilized seattle-ittes (sp?). she probably doesn't even know the difference between a latte and a cappuccino.... geeez!! holier-than-thou... Quote
dr_agon Posted July 20, 2006 Posted July 20, 2006 Animated gifs are sweeping the area! With ya, I can only find animated gfs, too Quote
slothrop Posted July 20, 2006 Author Posted July 20, 2006 "I get older, they stay the same age." I was pissed that they had already put the corn dogs back in the freezer for the night. And when I ordered a triple half-caff skinny hazelnut latte, I just got blank stares. Savages. Quote
spicoli11 Posted July 20, 2006 Posted July 20, 2006 demdare *bucks is gunna take ova da world....but notz in me town!! Quote
Stefan Posted July 26, 2006 Posted July 26, 2006 I walked into the Shell station for my customary post-climb corn dog and overheard this conversation: Cashier: Hey Misty, come on in. I wanna talk to you. 17-Year-Old Girl Outside: Naw, I can't be within 300 feet. (runs off) She seemed so young to already have her own restraining order. Was this the Darrington Shell station? Quote
slothrop Posted July 26, 2006 Author Posted July 26, 2006 No, it was at the Tully's across the street from the sweet granite in Renton. Quote
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