It’s taking longer than expected to get my new photos back, so here’s a little candid until they are ready! 😉
After failed attempts to get the manager to get maintenance out to fix the dishwasher, I resorted to blackmail. The manager has to fix it himself, and take a harsh punishments for ignoring my requests. If he doesn’t comply then i’ll go to his superiors and get him fired. He agreed and now he is known as slave t. I tied him to my saint andrews cross and whipped, caned and paddled him mercilessly!
Driving past a carwash I noticed a clown washing his car. Curiosity got the best of me and I had to turn around and ask him about his costume. While he explained that he had lost a bet a long time a go, he allowed me to take a photo. Taking a closer look at the funny clown’s attire, his clothing looked like it had be worn quite a bit. I told him it was ok to be himself. He looked at me with relief in his eyes and confessed that he came to this carwash once a month, to get his clown fetish out of his system. I smiled and gave him a business card and went on my way. 🙂