I participated in a drag race contest at 12:00 am last night and was placed first. I won a gold cup and a shiny gold medal. Everyone was so ashamed because a girl placed first ! I was the queen of drag racing ! wahahahah !!!!... Later that night, i slept with the local drug lord in my 1 bedroom apartment, when he asked me, "Wow, you're good...How do you do it?" I didn't know what to answer, so i said, "I am the drag queen !". He left looking furiously and the next morning his thugs came in and beat me up. Why would he call on his thugs to do such a horrible thing ??? I know i was showing off a little, but that's no reason to beat me up ! Was he jealous that I was a better drag racer than he was ? Please help me, tomorrow his thugs are going to harvest my internal organs unless i change his mind...
Did you try selling him some fibra detox cleanse cause it looks like thats what your trying to do here?
WOW...Same thing happen to me!!!! Except it wasnt a drug lord, it was an old lady with a big pill box, and not thugs, but circus midgets...small world :biggrin:
