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A Resturaunt Experience

Hungry we were,
Food we needed,

A resturaunt we see,
Seated were we,

Ordered we did,
Waited we shid,

30 minutes go by,
I pulled down my fly,

The food came,
Something I did'nt do,

It tasted like shit,
I threw me a fit,

The waitress was a bitch,
I decided to ditch,

I walked away,
I felt dismay,

She shit on the table,
I swear this aint a fable,

She saw me as I left,
She thought I pulled a theft,

I punched her in the groin,
And she tickled my pickle,

I shidded and ran,
She came from Iran,

I went to the ocean,
She rubbed on my lotion,

My pp was hard,
I came in the yard,

She sprinted at me,
I pissed in my pee,

The waitress gave a fright
The service was shite.
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