Old Broads are titty-smackin’ good

Well, it doesn’t get much more “interesting” than this. Back when I was in the college years, checking fake IDs of McLovin dream-weavers, I used to see some seriously fantastic people come into my store. And…by “fantastic”, I mean completely f**king odd. Like, “get out the jackets with one sleeve” odd. So, one day, this elderly black lady comes in and wants to use the phone. She dials and while she’s waiting, begins to cup her old lady titty. I glance over, and then she starts smacking it–like she’s smacking a terrible two year old. I tried to look away, but at the same time, it was somehow captivating. In a circus clown kinda way.

So, while she was feeling herself up, this same lady was muttering something. I couldn’t hear her, because I was just too busy with my other customers. It was probably some awesome schizophrenic drivel no one else in the Milky Way could interpret, so meh, who gives a rat’s ass. Then, after she was done, she said ‘thank you’, and I felt really sick when she left. I think the old lady put some voodoo on me or something. Needless to say, I hope I never see that nasty geriatric mammary display again.

Ever.

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