Not too long ago I borrowed a hat from my roommates side piece who was gracious enough in even allowing me to in fact borrow his favorite coveted Nike hat.
While on our ride around town looking for an atm that was essentially free in hopes. We came across this little niche store and I was able to pull money there. While looking at the socks I look up to see my stores handy man walking out when I jokingly hollered out that they obviously just let anyone in here and we gave each other salutations and introductions where needed. He then proceeded to bust down with his fly 80’s live in the time dance moves -handy man was definitely lit at 2 pm. I’m no judge cause as was I- before leaving I joked about getting a discount that was grandfathered in since handy man worked at this niche store and mine that practically made us all family of some kind right? - insert horrible dad wanna be joke here-
Anyway I ended up buying a black ball cap no logo for $5 bucks that I haven’t wanted to take off lately. Literally falling in love with a fucking hat for me was madness simply because I already wore glasses, I was never a fan of having all kinds of cranium accessories.
Jump into another point of my life—————-
During our moving around phase we had stayed at this one joke’s apartment. She later turned out to be the prostitute for sugar daddies old as time nearly but anyway….
More on that later… time to ready the mini me’s…
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