Wednesday, July 11, 2012

need my OJ

So one day on my way to work, I was really sick. I was on the phone with my mom, and I was telling her someone drunk all my orange juice that I paid for. So my mama said when I go over her house she would buy me some. I had to wait 3 days, I NEEDED MY ORANCE JUICE NOW. So the lady across from me heard my conversation. She told passed me five dollars and said “Go to the store and get the real Tropicana orange juice not that cheap dollar stuff, and have a blessed day.” Then she left. Wow that rock. Orange juice here I come. Such a nice lady!

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