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hi boys and girls....wassup? i wurk as a meter read for the....lets call it the fart company xd . well i should let all of you know that most of your ehem fart meters are located under your bathroom windows.... biggrin with that said i am just waiting for the time that i will be doing my job and..." eek oh my godness ma'am i totaly didnt mean to see you buck naked *poses* but might i say... nice equipment". cool cuz that would be sweet crying . but no what do i get... ill tell you what i get.

im doing my job, and there is one meter i cant read ( a leaf is covering the meter so i cant read it). now its time to get text book in this mugg. i go to the customers door, ring the bell, and an old lady answers the door. needless to say my ideal experiance of a fine chick in a bath towel is already blown out the window. stressed . i tell the lady wassup and she invites me in to go through the house to the backyard so i can read the meter and.....hold up (chotto mate kudasai, for the japanese people) let me back track a little. i need to mention that not only was this not a foin young chick in a bath towel the lady was wearing a moomoo type thing with a large slit up the sides. now with that said when she turned to lead me to the back i caught a glymps of her very old wrinckly body. and....how do i say this....have you ever wanted to pour lighter fluid in your eyes and set them on fire ( no? dang y am i the only one who wants to do that?)....yeah thats exactly how i felt.

to make matters worse when i get done with my route i ran into a fellow meter reader who told me how he saw this foin chick sun bathing topless stare gonk crying

well there it.