Due to our lack of a radio we have to find creative ways to
entertain ourselves. We call our favorite pass time: unison creepin. While stopped at a
busy intersection, Kayla recognized an opportunity.
She turned to us and said, “Lets all watch that guy drink his Snapple.” Without
a second thought we all turned and watched the man in the car next to us drink
his Snapple. Of course this action could not be done with charm and grace. It
had to be done expressions only before seen by our fellow trash girls. Creepy
looks were given just as the Snapple guy turned to behold the three beauties in
the truck next to him. Fortunately he saw past our expressions and recognized
the privilege it was to be looked upon by the trash girls. And fortunately for us
the light turned green.
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