your mom x me

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Your mom was shaking some ass in the Walmart parking lot one day, looking fine as all hell.  People who walked by would throw dollar bills at her like she was the damn bank.  I mean, that absolute fucking dumptruck back there might as well have been the size of one.

Now, some people judged your mom for the way she got money, but she didn't care, she was living her best life.  Some ugly, bitchy, fridge built, skunk smellin, no-titty-havin ass bitch was currently screaming at her about how "indecent it was because there are children here."  Your mom continued to throw it back like there was no tomorrow.  The ugly, bitchy, fridge built, skunk smellin, no-titty-havin ass bitch had a child on her hip.  The child slapped its momma and said, "Be nice to that fine piece of meat right there, I mean GOOD GOD that's some nice lookin cake, I would LOVE a bite of that."  Its mother told it to shut up and walked off.

It was now getting dark and so your mom decided it was time to pack up and head home.  She picked up all the money off the ground and began her walk home.  On the way, she decided to stop for food.  She walked in to the buffalo wild wings down the street and sat down.  A girl walked up to the table she sat and said greeted her, "Hello ma'am, my name is Vincent and I will be serving you today."

Your mom looked at the girl- Vincent -stunned.  This girl was drop dead gorgeous, i mean drop.  Dead.  Gorgeous.  Your mom had never seen such a scrumptious looking pair of... eyes... yeah. eyes.  

Your mom quickly shook herself out of it and nodded at the Vincent.  Vincent asked her, "Do you know what you'd like to drink, or do you need a bit more time to figure it out?"  Your mom shook her head, "No, I'd like a sweet tea, please," Vincent nodded, "Of course, ma'am," she said and walked off.

Your mom began going through the menu and soon enough chose what she wanted.  Vincent came back quickly with her drink and asked if she was ready to give her order.  Your mom nodded and began telling Vincent what she wanted, "I'd like to order a large bone-in wings, wild flavor," she told.  Vincent nodded and began to walk away when your mom stopped her, saying, "One more thing, your number?"