They Call Me Odie
I think I would like to tell a story about a girl named Odessa. Odessa loves to read. Odessa loves her movies. Odessa loves her voluptuous self. Odessa can’t shut the fuck up .
On a Thursday she is 3 minutes from her ride to Louie’s house. But It really doesn’t matter, the horn has been blowing for at least 7 minutes. Louie is livid
Odie what the hell is going on ? I am waiting here and not even a text. You said ; if I dont text you are in. Run to mamas and grabbing all those records .
I didn’t get to bed last night. I couldn’t put that book down.
I could’ve, I don’t remember . I had an intense dream about it. I was picked for the Games. The whole freeking thing was so vivid. It blows my mind. You know I was muscular, or maybe the Cheeches were smaller. I don’t know ?
Louie you know, I was me but strong. But yeah with small boobs. The non lethal they gave me was Gandpas cane. -