Fruit cake
Dear sparkle mag
I write to you under the sheets in a comfort inn in Raliegh NC
I recently went outside my room to grab a spoon at the lobby. I saw this couple making out by their door and they looked poor, unclean, and had bad hair cuts. I assumed they were on poster tour because we heard of another team stopping at this hotel. Well I look at this coulple and then I realize they are just white trash. As I am walking g away. The one guy looks at me. I’m wear cut offs and a yellow v neck. With an angry tone , “hey kid, did you eat to much fruit cake?!”. Immediately I was all like. Eee Errr. Eeee. Errrr dun dun duh. And I turn to him, ” no, why? Do you want some?!”
Then his piggy jugalette was like hellooooo in this god awful hick Carolina accent. ” he’s married to woman. FYi”
They went into their room and the whole event took place in less than 10 seconds.
Now I’m
Nauseous.
Yours
Itchy tuna
