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Aug. 4th, 2005 07:06 amNight of the living jock itch! And pregnancy tests aplenty. Sorry, that's what I seemed to sell the most at work. One girl and her boyfriend wandered up to the counter, and she looked like she was going to die right there. She plots the pregnancy test up on the counter and he pays, and I felt kind of odd because a second before I'd been wondering if I missed out on anything not being all drink me up, scotty! college-ified and all, and then I realize why she's at Walgreens in the middle of the night. She wanders back to the bathroom after they buy it and he goes with her and hovers near the silver door of DOOM and a little while later she does the walk of horror out the door.
Hohum.
Will have to scuttle off shortly to shower and shtuff, and then return with pictures of the twins. Fear them.
Hohum.
Will have to scuttle off shortly to shower and shtuff, and then return with pictures of the twins. Fear them.