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Did you ever have an image stuck in your head, and it just never goes away? I have several of those, and most involve naked women. And, no, the images are not pleasant ones.
Many years ago, I had a part time job delivering pizza. Yes, it was humiliating and horrible, and while every 3rd porn movie starts with a guy delivering a pizza, my experiences were quite different.
One night, the local nursing home called to have a pizza delivered for some staff members on the 2nd floor. The second floor is where the more, uhhmm, "interesting" patients lived. So, I made my way through the building, and went to the second floor. By the way, this was not exactly the cleanest nursing home, so it smelled like a baby's diaper. A really sick baby's diaper that hadn't been changed in a very long while.
Anyway, while waiting for the person who ordered to show up, I stood around and tried to ignore the residents. But one kept yelling, "Hey, Big Guy!" Finally, I looked at her, and asked her what she wanted. She immediately whipped off her shirt, and put one of those images in my mind I have never been able to get rid of.
And then, a few years ago, I was in a nursing home outside area, minding my own business, and some resident named Angela, who could have been Rosie O'Donnell's really, really, really old body double started calling to me. "Hey, Big Guy!" Now you'd think I would have learned my lesson years ago. But Noooooooooooooo. I had to look and ask her what she wanted.
And yes, once again, I was treated to the image of a topless really old woman.
And the last image--I was at a yard sale, looking through someone's junk, because hey, that's what people in NJ do on weekend's. Some of us put all our crap on our lawns, while others look through it, and save it up so in a few years we can put it on our front lawns.
Anyway, some "shopper" offered a lower price on some junk to a woman who had been dragging her junk out since dawn's early light, and obviously had a liquid breakfast.
Rather than a simple no, the "seller" started yelling, and ripped her shirt off and demanded the "buyer" take the f'ing shirt off her back while she was at it. She then chased the poor "buyer" back to her car, and sadly, her bra did not fully do the job it had been designed for.
Please pass the brain bleach.
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