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Just today, a waitress in Chowking seemed lost, trying to look for the table to where she'd deliver the food on the tray to. Pardon our french here. When Chuckie and I are together, we just happen to "b*tch" a lot. Hehe

Chuckie: Are you lost b*tch?! Get a map (Audible only to me)
Kelly: Ugh! How third world could you get, Chux?! A map?! She should get GPRS.
Chuckie: (Looks at me with a straight face) Don't you mean GPS?

And we both break out into laughter. There goes another one of my blond episodes (which I had so much more of back in college). Wohoo!