No self-respecting Palm Beach girl would be caught dead with a trucker!!!
I mean what would, like, the girls at the tanning salon think?
Know that I have offended everyone, just how do I explain the empty bags of pork rinds to daddy and mommsie? We send the help out todo the shopping. So every now and then Publix bags show up. Such a workingclass market. I at least have that covered.
The neighbors are getting quite suspicious about the, you call it a big rig?, parked infront of the adjancent estate. Apparently one can only blame that on the Feds hauling off Bernie Madoffs illgotten bouty for so long.
Really, help. I brought him home from the local, I believe its called a "honkey tonk" last Saturday. Em, Sunday morning. Okay I went there to dance and deceided to check out what it might be like to be a cowboys girl.
Now as the song goes, "he wont saddle up and ride away!!!"
That and daddy is starting to ask about the whereabouts of my Bimmer. I think, think its still at the "Country Western nightclub" I mentioned.
This guy is talking about "making me the Queen of his double-wide trailer." Wheres that country located? How many fuel stops for the Lear to reach said country? Is their French wine and cheese there? Escargout?
Headaches... headaches, headaches... NEVER AGAIN AM I BRINGING HOME A TRUCKER!!!