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    Cabin Saints: Let’s Go Skiing

    “Wth is that?”

    “Shit I don’t know but it sounds ugly and he’s ugly!”

    When Tasha tries to put Dylans plate in front of her, “No thank you today and for the rest of this vacation I will be on a liquid breakfast, ”she says holding her glass up.

    “I’m with you on that one, “Max says looking at Jenny rolling his eyes.

    “Because Dylan was acting salty—–.”

    “Salty, “Jenny says looking at Helena like she had lost her damn mind.

    “Yes salty you know someone who either has a bad attitude or is a hata.”

    “Helena you mean a hater, “Alice says.

    “Yes, that’s what I said a hata,”Helena repeats it again in her British accent.

    When Tasha brings Alice her plate she couldn’t help but take in her scent. She smelled like 2 month year old baby breath and lavender scented dryer sheets…..super fresh!

    When Tasha reached over her placing her plate in front of her it was the first time Alice got a glimpse of how defined her arms looked. Alice wasn’t a truck person but she be damned—–Tasha was built Ford tuff! She couldn’t help but to think about how the rest of her body looked.

    After passing out everyone’s breakfast Tasha heads back into the kitchen to begin cleaning and putting things away.

    “Hey Tash.”

    Tasha turns around from washing some of the pots and pans in the sink.

    “Hey.”

    “Uhmmmm, I’m a vegetarian, “Alice says handing the plate back to Tasha.

    “Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t know uhmmm, I can make you a vegan omelet if you like, “Tasha trying to keep from making eye contact still self-conscious about how hideous her eye looked.

    Carmen noticing the conversation between Alice and Tasha nudges Shane getting her attention.

    “Look I bet you Tashas drawls are wet,” Carmen says jokingly.

    “Damn a bet, oh I know they are and if she keeps it up we might have to go out and buy her some depends.”

    “Depends wth is that?”

    “Adult diapers.”

    Carmen laughing, “Good one baby!”

    Alice noticed the entire time she was in the kitchen Tasha kept adverting her gaze. Although, Tasha refused to look at Alice she damn sure was looking at Tasha. “Damn her skin was smoother than a box of whoppers malted milk balls,” she thought to herself. Not wanting to be too obvious Alice goes back to the table to wait on her omelet.

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    1. If your following this story its not hard to tell I was the class clown in school………my ass stayed in trouble (I put my parents through hell)! Everybody thought I was crazy but not my grandma used to always say, “Baby aint nothing wrong with you—your just misunderstood”! Hahahahhahha—thanks grandma! Crazy recognizes crazy!!!! I need a drink……anyway enjoy and thanks for reading!

      • And that’s why I favorite you, two crazy people on one site haha. I loved the comedy in here, omg the Karate thing killed me, and the “Dylan over there starts getting all crazy bald headed Brittany swinging the umbrella on me” hahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahhahahahahahahahahahhaahahahahahahahahahahhaha sigh..can’t wait for next chapter

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