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Since she's been on the outs with Freddie Fife, and the Meal Ticket has Star under direct supervision, the CSB has been calling and emailing everyone who's fucked her recently, hoping to find someone willing to do it again and prove that she's wonderful, desirable, and young. That's a lot of email and phone calls. And a couple of responses.

Taco Dave showed up and took the CSB to lunch, leaving his faggy little dogs behind to fight with the Poodle and piss on the ATVS and floor.

We welcomed the three hours of what passes for sanity at the Lazy K, and managed to get some work done. The Buddha resolved the wide receiver controversy on his fantasy football league, and Star wrote up Famous Nobody, the drag racing snitch nobody has ever heard of, for doing burnouts and wheelies across the parking lot on a customer's GSXR 600 that was in for a tire change until the old tire wore down to nothing and exploded.

When they got back, the CSB looked even more pie eyed than usual, and smelled of wine coolers and sour druggie sweat, and after stumbling the dogs through Weavepole Dave's weavepoles in front of the store a couple of times, she told the new Counter Cow who answers the phones to hold her calls, while she and Taco Dave went into the pass out room to discuss dog agility.

Freddie Fife called, and the Counter Cow told him the CSB was busy with a client. Then the Old Battleax called, and the new Counter Cow told her the same thing. When the Old Battleax called back and told the Counter Cow to get the CSB now, the Counter Cow walked in on the CSB throwing up on Taco Dave's lap while she was trying to give him a drunken blowjob, because she is still hot, and that's what hot girls do on the internet. She'd had a salad for lunch.

The CSB spent the rest of the afternoon screaming at the new Counter Cow that she was not to ever go into the office if the door was locked, or she would be fired. She told her not to tell anybody what she saw or why Taco Dave left the Lazy K with her pink State U. sweatshirt tied around his waist or she would be fired. The Counter Cow should be grateful to have a fucking job.

Then the CSB passed out in the back room with her dogs and their toys and the smell of vomit because the cleaning person doesn't come in until tomorrow.

Some people just can't keep their fucking mouths shut.

19 comments:

Anonymous said...

can i come work at the retard circus, please?

Anonymous said...

She must have had a side effect to the regular salad dressing,as opposed to the fat-free. She eats trying to convince herself she is losing weight! That fat fuckin bitch has a better chance of flying!!

JW said...

She threw up on my lap in the back of a car once

doug said...

No kidding man! If I lived in GC, I would get a PT job there just to laugh at all this shit. It's just too damn good not to see it in person.

Anonymous said...

its not a bad gig if you dont mind being broke and called all sorts of names all the time by the ex-con. also i heard when i worker at lazy k there was a videotape of the csb getting her pussy slammed at national trails a few years back

Anonymous said...

Really? A video? Can you post a video on here?

doug said...

Can you imagine if that video showed up on here! DAMN that would be awesome!!!

Anonymous said...

I've heard of this video too!!!she's sceaming givi it to me!!!!

Anonymous said...

Let the cameras roll!!!

Capitain ShitzStains said...

STATE HIGHWAY PATROLLLLLLLLLL!


Eating salad and tossing sald, what will the CSB think of next!

Anonymous said...

I need a Lazyk T-shirt!!!!

Ruprect said...

I'm shure shirts are available.



Now, about this video........


C'mon, BRING IT!




please

Ruprect said...

Sorry, I'm illiterate.


Misspelled sure. Just don't tell the CSB

Anonymous said...

If we buy Lazy K shirts, will all the employees sign it with a Sharpie?

Anonymous said...

Please tell us where to get the Lazyk shirt's!I'll start wearing one to bike night!!!!

Anonymous said...

ive got plenty of old ask staff shirts that are being converted to to lazy k ex-prisoner shirts or something along those lines. keep your eyes out!

Anonymous said...

Get some of the Rhinos, then you could set up a tent or two. Better yet you could make a hot air ballon out of one of them.

Anonymous said...

Or we could use patty's shirts and let our beerguts hang out like she does!

Anonymous said...

In your dreams JW.....