mexi maids

this morning my new maids came by. i answered the door in my work clothes, hawaiian and camo…whole apartment smells like pot…tori blaring. it’s 2 foreign chicks, both of them pretty cute.

they get started and i sit at my computer designing a web site, drinking a pabst and it hits me how bad ass this is. instead of washing dishes, i’m building a web site. the maids are cleaning, i am building sites, this is the way the world works. i finish the site and get it launched instead of dishes.

hail satan.
i’m sure they weren’t really feeling the tori since they couldn’t speak english but that’s irrelevant. i’m sure they got the gist of it.

they were so bad ass tho, place is spotless….only took them 2 albums to finish the place.

i gave them both crackhore t-shirts when they left. i should have asked to them to wear them next week when they come back.