Censored Soap Opera

Seriously...I'm pretty sure I could make tons of money if I wrote a book or a soap opera about all the stupid shit I do...

Friday, September 02, 2005

Today I met Jesus...

and he drove a white PowerStroke. He was driving down I-74 and he caught my eye. He was a handsome young man...and he apparently caught me checkin him out as I passed out. Oops. Long story short...he drove beside me for a while and wanted me to stop so he could give me his number. Finally I got to the 'burg's exit...and he followed me. He comes around to my truck as I stop at the gas station and gives me number. Too damn weird...and THEN...he gave me a kiss on the cheek and away he went.

So apparently...Jesus speaks Spanish and picks up women on the interstate....

2 Comments:

  • At 2/9/05 22:58, Blogger Nathan said…

    One of two things needs to happen here:

    1. You need to lay of the shrooms.

    2. Stop being so freaking weird and/or sexy.

     
  • At 4/9/05 21:25, Blogger King OSirLucas said…

    I love to hear those traveling stories that make no sense. Lovely story.

     

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