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I am a Deviously Deviant
Jessie!!!!!
14/Female/United States
Why I Am Here
- To herd llamas
Last Visit: 31 weeks ago
My old account is chocolatetiger
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Listening to: the voices that wont shut the f*** up in my head
Reading: txt mesages
Watching: him from afar
Playing: with a round table pizza manager lol
Eating: round table!
Drinking: pepsi (as usual)
ok, so i just leave this store with my dad. he tells me, "Jay, why dont you order us a pizza? i could go for one about now..." so i take the phone, and go into his speed dial (7) and call round table. not only do i sot thorugh ten minutes of elevator music and a message that keeps telling me, 'thank you for your patience' every few seconds, it plays super marios theme! i decided to play a mean joke on them when they answered. i was gonna talk in a sexy voice. when the GUY answered (the manager) i ask. "Can i have a large pizza? i have *sigh* coupons..." The man asks me "What would you like on it?" i was pissed. no reaction. so i try with an even softer voice. "A combo wambo please..." (my dad wanted it) "What would you like on it?" you have GOT to be kidding me! "Um, a combo wambo" my voice is failing on me. "What would you like on it?" mother f***er! are you serious?! this guy, asks me what i want on it when i give him an order?! bastard. when my dad and i pull up into the parking lot, i walk into round table, still on the phone. i even face him when im talking and he doesnt even realize its me. dumbass. "Well, you can call back when you know what you want okay?" f*** i guess i'll call back in the morning. "Okay..." and hang up. while my dads ordering in person, i hand the small phone back to him. this manager doesnt know whats gonna happen to him in the morning whoo!