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My return trip from Paris last night consisted of:

Blowing a tire out on my work truck at the Speedway on Paris Pike. As the sun was setting. While there:

I think now I am a job reference for a dude who was clearly on something.

Saw two guys walk up have an interaction with a person. The 2 guys walking left. When leaving one had a suitcase on wheels and one with a pair of Jordan's. Both appeared to come from a trunk of a car.

I was accused of working for the housing department (wtf?)

Job reference guys wants me to pull strings to get him a job.

And I may have possibly given 2 bucks to a male prostitute for allegedly gas but when he left he never pumped gas but left with colt 45 and swisher sweets.

That was my Thursday night. How was yours?
 
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