So the store's about to close. 15 minutes 'til. And this guy comes in. "You close at six, right?" I nodded. "okay, good, I have to run back to my room but I'll be back!" and off he goes. Fine. Whatever. I'll wait for him if I have to. So just a couple of minutes later he returns. And buys a single (large) can of pineapple juice.
I ring it up and then look at him, "...you have a pineapple juice emergency?" He laughed, "yeah."
I thought about it for a second. Pineapple juice. Semen. Ah. That might qualify as an emergency to some men. Although the effects of drinking pineapple juice aren't supposed to be IMMEDIATE. And then of course I started laughing.
And he didn't know why. So when his friend came through with a big can of the juice, too, I lost control. "She's laughing at me" the first guy explained.
Except I wasn't. I'm a total fucking pervert is the thing. Who thinks of these things except ME?
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