Asking that stupid shit. CAN I BUST?

Too many people asking to many questions. Mothafucka asked me for directions to North Myrtle Beach. Then he wanted to use the restroom. What mothafucka you didn't see that fucking sign on the door that says,,

SORRY NO PUBLIC RESTROOM. Maybe I should change it too.. SORRY NO FUCKIN! PUBLIC RESTROOM. Can you hear me now.

Then he asked where is a good place to party, I said you want find anything in Castle Hayne. Wilmington is were it's happening but where your going there's plenty of places to party. He said no! I mean somewhere to party-party. So I'm standing there wondering what tha fuck? Party-party?. I take a step back and look at him. He's slender with some cut off shorts, tee shirt with the sleeves cut out and some flip flops. I laughed.. Because I'm thinking this bastard is taking about a gay party. I replied, No man I don't know shit about that I'm straight. He said what-eveeeeer I'm talking about coke you know where I can find some. NO I don't know anything about that either.

He left mad as hell. Fuck him! Fudge packing mothafucka, I think he/she checked out my package. You know what I'm getting a lot of weird looking mothafuckas in Wilson Brothers Seafood Market. I wonder those guys from Fanboy Comic Forum?


Its the first of the month.

I've notice that people don't order seafood like they do after about the 10th day of the month.

From the 1st through the 10th: They order fish buy the pound. Give me 5 lbs of spots.

The rest of the month its by number of fish. Let me see what 5 Croakers gonna cost?

What's up with this let me see and look like shit all in the same sentence? Let me see what 3lbs of shrimp look like? I don't get it!