When a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist
and a big round thing...
(that she sets down on the counter) and waits...
with a hurried look on her face, you get sprung... sprung to get that Rx done!
So slide, baby, slide...
slide your rear to our waiting lair,
learn some patience and get out of my hair!
Ms. Big Booty was back again today. Her ploy to get us to work faster to get her out controls filled ASAP is as follows: She goes to the pick-up window and hoists her Amazon body up and sits her huge rear end on the counter.
It seems to work. How do you tell an adult woman to get her butt off the counter?
You don't. Never upset a large woman who is nimble enough to get on the counter. You don't want to mess with that.
Just fill the Rx, pill boy.
1 comment:
Hormonal or otherwise irritated hippos can be very dangerous. Proceed with caution.
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