Should I feel guilty?
Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2005 1:53 am
I was having major issues with my old video card, so because I'm too lazy to RMA the item, I bought a new card and sold my broken one for 75 bucks tonight.
I feel bad because I'm almost positive it won't work for him. Oh sure, when I had it I could surf the net, watch movies, edit photos, things like that. But everytime I loaded a game, the damn thing would lock up my computer faster than Ellen DeGeneres on some poontang.
However, the card is only 6 months old and still under manufacturers warranty for another 2.5 years. I slipped my receipt in with the card too, just in case he calls me back to say the card doesn't work.
I'll say, "Hmmm, worked fine for me man. It's still under warranty and they'll give you a brand new one."
I gave him a damn good deal though. I bought that card for $175 6 months ago and sold it to him for $75
It felt good getting rid of that "cursed" card. Hell, maybe it didn't like my machine and the card will work for him no problem??
I should feel guilty, but I'm so battered right now that I don't really care! Whoo hoo, 75 bucks in my pocket!! And it's payday on Thursday. I'm getting 600 bones...and I'm invited to this huge ass party where the bar is only open to the VIP's...and that'll be me. I plan on getting so fucking drunk and high that I end up in some sort of hilarious situation.
I know there's this chick from work who is going too. She's hot as hell, petite, has nice ta-ta's, blonde, blue eyed, smokes...maybe even tokes? Anyhow when I get there
And she get there
I'm gonna say "Hey girl, lemme buy you a drink"
We sipping hard, the drinks go down
We sip some more, then hit tha crowd
Smoke a J, smoke a blunt
Get ya'll silly girl to fondle that cunt
Then the people all gasp
I'm planted deep up in yo ass
Follow ya too de bafroom
I slowly slip and fall
I reach up and grab a set of tits
That wan't yo titties at all
We make it to the stall and the blood is rising higher
I take off all your clothes 'cause you startin' to perspire
I kiss yo salty lips so tender, girl, you make me dizzy and loose
No wait, it's the booze my stomach curls and then I puke
Right in dat mouth, so fresh so fine
Then I ask you to be my valentine
I feel bad because I'm almost positive it won't work for him. Oh sure, when I had it I could surf the net, watch movies, edit photos, things like that. But everytime I loaded a game, the damn thing would lock up my computer faster than Ellen DeGeneres on some poontang.
However, the card is only 6 months old and still under manufacturers warranty for another 2.5 years. I slipped my receipt in with the card too, just in case he calls me back to say the card doesn't work.
I'll say, "Hmmm, worked fine for me man. It's still under warranty and they'll give you a brand new one."
I gave him a damn good deal though. I bought that card for $175 6 months ago and sold it to him for $75
It felt good getting rid of that "cursed" card. Hell, maybe it didn't like my machine and the card will work for him no problem??
I should feel guilty, but I'm so battered right now that I don't really care! Whoo hoo, 75 bucks in my pocket!! And it's payday on Thursday. I'm getting 600 bones...and I'm invited to this huge ass party where the bar is only open to the VIP's...and that'll be me. I plan on getting so fucking drunk and high that I end up in some sort of hilarious situation.
I know there's this chick from work who is going too. She's hot as hell, petite, has nice ta-ta's, blonde, blue eyed, smokes...maybe even tokes? Anyhow when I get there
And she get there
I'm gonna say "Hey girl, lemme buy you a drink"
We sipping hard, the drinks go down
We sip some more, then hit tha crowd
Smoke a J, smoke a blunt
Get ya'll silly girl to fondle that cunt
Then the people all gasp
I'm planted deep up in yo ass
Follow ya too de bafroom
I slowly slip and fall
I reach up and grab a set of tits
That wan't yo titties at all
We make it to the stall and the blood is rising higher
I take off all your clothes 'cause you startin' to perspire
I kiss yo salty lips so tender, girl, you make me dizzy and loose
No wait, it's the booze my stomach curls and then I puke
Right in dat mouth, so fresh so fine
Then I ask you to be my valentine