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Otis
Footballguy
No no, you’re thinking of “oriental.” The chinamen are a protected class.I didn't think we were supposed to use the word 'ghetto' anymore.
NotSmart
Footballguy
skol asylum
Footballguy
So is this like a crossover event? Do we need to go to crackhogals.com to find out the conclusion?
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Insoxicated
northern exposure
Footballguy
I like that you clarified the one had crazy (fake) pink hair. You really have to watch out for the chicks with crazy (real) pink hair.
Ditkaless Wonders
Footballguy
I'd bathe in antiseptic and drink antibiotics by the quart.
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[scooter]
Footballguy
"Chinamen" is not the preferred nomenclature.No no, you’re thinking of “oriental.” The chinamen are a protected class.I didn't think we were supposed to use the word 'ghetto' anymore.
"Asian-American", please.
Leroy Hoard
Footballguy
rockaction
Footballguy
The Man In The Yellow Hat was telling an excellent tale all the way through. We never did figure out if "Steve" was the father of the child. Well-played, all around.
Tom Servo
Nittany Beavers
Nathan R. Jessep
Footballguy
2 in the Pink? 
Tom Hagen
Footballguy
E-Z Glider
Footballguy
C'mon guys, I wouldn't have wasted your time if this story ended at the gas station...
Instinctively, and without much thought, I replied "Anything?". I regretted it immediately. What the hell was I thinking? This was not a good idea, but I really wasn't thinking with my head at this point. The next few seconds, in hindsight, were extremely critical in what would transpire over the next 4 hours.
We were coming over the crest of a hill. The gas station was on my right and the entrance ramp to the highway headed to York was on my left. I scanned Pink's face to judge her initial reaction since I knew a decision would have to be made quickly here. Were her and her stripper friend just looking for a sucker to give them a ride based on a false promise? Were they hoping to steal my wallet and kidneys? Or were they really just down for a good time in exchange for a ride back to York?
Without skipping a beat, Pink got a playful grin on her face and said "oh Boo, I don't play like that", she reached over, put her hand on my leg and repeated "ANYTHING". She looked back at her friend and said "how bout it Tre?". Tre replied "girl I'm down for ANY-THING let's keep this party GO'IN!!!". I put my turn signal on and started turning left. The girls again squealed with delight. As I merged onto the highway, they were hooting and hollering and gyrating in their seats with their hands in the air. They were screaming THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!, over and over again.
Pink reached for the radio and put on some dance music. LOUD. She started fiddling with the controls on the dashboard and was thrilled to learn that she had heated seats. Between adjusting the vents and dancing in her heated seats, she was finally starting to warm up. She unzipped her jacket revealing a skin-tight, pink spandex tube-top which barely contained her large, bouncy, ebony delights. Things were starting to look up.
She retrieved the small vile from her pocket, and once again, I began to get nervous. I wasn't exactly sure what I was looking for in exchange for this ride to York, but it definitely wasn't smoking some crack. The whole scene started unfolding in my head. Me getting pulled over, the cop searching the car because he smells crack, me getting arrested with these two hood-rats. I could just see the three mugshots now. All lined up, side-by-side. My family would be so proud.
I became focused on getting this vile of illegal evidence out of my truck. If I could do that, it would just be me (the hero) giving these two lost souls a ride back to York. Nothing out of the ordinary to see here. I really wanted to just grab it and throw it out the window, but I knew that wouldn't go over well with my new friends. As Pink fiddled with the vile, twisting off the cap, I finally asked her "whatcha got there?". She replied, "here you go Boo, one for each of us" and handed me and Tre each a little pill. Turns out, it was not crack, it was Ecstasy. I had never even seen it before, let alone done it. Everything in my head was screaming DO NOT TAKE THAT PILL!!!, but the urge to get rid of this illegal evidence was so strong that I just popped it in my mouth, took a big draw of my luke-warm coffee, and swallowed hard. Pink popper her pill too and slid over closer to me in her seat. Only this time, she didn't put her hand on my leg.
Instinctively, and without much thought, I replied "Anything?". I regretted it immediately. What the hell was I thinking? This was not a good idea, but I really wasn't thinking with my head at this point. The next few seconds, in hindsight, were extremely critical in what would transpire over the next 4 hours.
We were coming over the crest of a hill. The gas station was on my right and the entrance ramp to the highway headed to York was on my left. I scanned Pink's face to judge her initial reaction since I knew a decision would have to be made quickly here. Were her and her stripper friend just looking for a sucker to give them a ride based on a false promise? Were they hoping to steal my wallet and kidneys? Or were they really just down for a good time in exchange for a ride back to York?
Without skipping a beat, Pink got a playful grin on her face and said "oh Boo, I don't play like that", she reached over, put her hand on my leg and repeated "ANYTHING". She looked back at her friend and said "how bout it Tre?". Tre replied "girl I'm down for ANY-THING let's keep this party GO'IN!!!". I put my turn signal on and started turning left. The girls again squealed with delight. As I merged onto the highway, they were hooting and hollering and gyrating in their seats with their hands in the air. They were screaming THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!, over and over again.
Pink reached for the radio and put on some dance music. LOUD. She started fiddling with the controls on the dashboard and was thrilled to learn that she had heated seats. Between adjusting the vents and dancing in her heated seats, she was finally starting to warm up. She unzipped her jacket revealing a skin-tight, pink spandex tube-top which barely contained her large, bouncy, ebony delights. Things were starting to look up.
She retrieved the small vile from her pocket, and once again, I began to get nervous. I wasn't exactly sure what I was looking for in exchange for this ride to York, but it definitely wasn't smoking some crack. The whole scene started unfolding in my head. Me getting pulled over, the cop searching the car because he smells crack, me getting arrested with these two hood-rats. I could just see the three mugshots now. All lined up, side-by-side. My family would be so proud.
I became focused on getting this vile of illegal evidence out of my truck. If I could do that, it would just be me (the hero) giving these two lost souls a ride back to York. Nothing out of the ordinary to see here. I really wanted to just grab it and throw it out the window, but I knew that wouldn't go over well with my new friends. As Pink fiddled with the vile, twisting off the cap, I finally asked her "whatcha got there?". She replied, "here you go Boo, one for each of us" and handed me and Tre each a little pill. Turns out, it was not crack, it was Ecstasy. I had never even seen it before, let alone done it. Everything in my head was screaming DO NOT TAKE THAT PILL!!!, but the urge to get rid of this illegal evidence was so strong that I just popped it in my mouth, took a big draw of my luke-warm coffee, and swallowed hard. Pink popper her pill too and slid over closer to me in her seat. Only this time, she didn't put her hand on my leg.
Nathan R. Jessep
Footballguy
Update pacing is probably a little fast IMO, but I like the intrigue and mystery, with a dash of risk, danger and titillation. 
Dr. Octopus
Footballguy
AAABatteries
Footballguy
arrow1
Footballguy
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Epic Problem
Footballguy
Knowing my luck what I'd do is wake up in a hotel bathtub full of ice, missing a kidney.
TheFanatic
Footballguy
Tom Servo
Nittany Beavers
You should done a Columbus from Zombieland when Woody Harrelson offered him a drink; throw it over your shoulder and make like you took it.
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Tom Servo
Nittany Beavers
Buckychudd
Footballguy
No it wasn't her hand this time....she turns out to have an extra appendage that EZ wasn't expecting.
ClownCausedChaos2
Footballguy
Had you passed Columbia at this point? Near Wrightsville? Were you approaching Mt. Zion Rd?
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Yankee23Fan
Fair Tax!
No
Nope
Nope
No
Nope
Nope
No
Leroy Hoard
Footballguy
Maybe he could post a mapquest of the route, with different color dots to show where the good stuff happens.
northern exposure
Footballguy
I can't believe nobody has asked for a celebrity comparison for Pink and Tre.
I am picturing Zoe Kravitz and Taraji P. Henson.
I am picturing Zoe Kravitz and Taraji P. Henson.
E Street Brat
Footballguy
Which one is boo again?
TheFanatic
Footballguy
General Malaise
Footballguy
And there we have it, folks. It all goes back to the stupid Pullman Blanket story. Nothing to see here, move along.
Bob Sacamano
Footballguy
Epic Problem
Footballguy
nirad3
Footballguy
James Daulton
Footballguy
Did you at least call work to let them know you'd be late? Or dead?
