today was my official first day at bb
everything was cool except one 70 yr old bitch throwing the brochor i gave her onto the counter.
bitch don't want no help, **** you then.
you gonna die tomorrow anyways:madfawk:
everyone there is:thumbup:
except for this one weird guy who works in the back.. he walks around sometimes slacking off. and he started calling me and ish. i think he likes me :eek3: