Reminds me if this Tiffany chick who used to work at Cold Stone Creamery,,,
Middle eastern chick...bad...just ridiculously bad...like...you couldn't even look at this chick without crying
The thighs...oh lawd the thighs

...bytch had thighs like a purebred stallion that had just finished doing a 1000 squats...oh lawd jesus the thighs
And how would I see her thighs with her being behind a counter you ask...bytch was always on the other side of the counter

...you come in and she rearranging napkins or some shyt and she hit you with the

when you walk in...
Man she have you so fukked up in the head...she ask you what you want all you could say was some simple shyt like "vanilla" or "strawberry"...I'd walk out that bytch with a vanilla waffle cone and be like "I could have gotten chunky monkey double scooped scandinavian forest cake with cinnamon swirls and sprinkles...AND I"M WALKING OUT OF HERE WITH VANILLA

...I DROVE 8 MILES TO THIS PLACE I COULD HAVE GOTTEN VANILLA AT THE GAS STATION

...I PAID 7 DOLLARS FOR JUST VANILLA ICE CREAM IN A WAFFLE CONE
Even funnier it was a big black nikka that worked there to...nikka had all these fat rolls starting from his neck all the way down to his ankles...dude was shaped like a stack of poorly made pancakes...you would come in on some

shyt and he would already be looking at you through the window like
He knew what the deal was...he'd say shyt like..."you probably thought this was Thursday right?"
shyt I been in there before and seen dudes walk in...not see Tiffany be like



...and walk the fukk out...