red neck thong

so me root kirbach and dean duncan are driving home from the duke track meet at midnight sunday night and we stop for aa bit to eat at the only open reseraunt, waffle house. no egg steak wafflewhich this time. you meet the craziest people at waffle house. this trashy teenage guy and even trahier girl friend come walkin and he is already lookin around to see who is lookin at his prize trailor beauty. she was amazing, she had to be 16 but looked like she was 35. her thong was pulled up to her shoulders and her pants were hangin around the midlle of her ass. it was beautiful. so beautiful that mr. root couldn't keep his eyes off of her. dean and i knew to keep our eyes on our food but root couldn't resist. i decided to get up and go to the bathroom, so root would have to get up and let me out so may be he would stop lookin at her for a minute. i get back and dean is like " lets go". "OK" i said. i knew the dude said something. while dean is paying i go outside with root and ask him if the guy said something. root replies in his dark deep slow voice "yeah, he said he was gonna stap me in my neck". WHAT! apparently if root looked at his girlfriend one more time he was gonna stab root in the next to show him a thing or two. when i heard that outside, i busted out lauging right in front of the guy through the glass window.
so we esacped waffle house stabbings free but next time root needs to be more careful where his eyes fall.
keep you eyes on your motha fuckin food bitches,
db