so there is this construction worker that has been working on the house next door to mine, this week. there is a wall seperating my back yard from where he is working.
the other day, im sitting outside smoking a cigarette, doin' my thing, when he looks over the wall and asks me how my weekend was. ive never spoken to him before. i tell him it was fine. then he says " you were dressed to kill on friday" wtf.
how would he know that??...creeper.
then today, im doing the same, only this time, i had just woken up and my hair was all curly and crazy and i didnt have make up on. and he looks over the wall again and asks me if i was the same girl that was out there a few days ago, or if im her younger sister.
hahaha
i was like, noo, its me.
i guess i look like a completely different person when i dont do my hair/make up. scarier probably. haha
anyways, this man's a creeper and needs to stop creepin' over the wall!
the end.
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