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

2 Comments:
At 2/9/05 22:58,
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,
King OSirLucas said…
I love to hear those traveling stories that make no sense. Lovely story.
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