Man, I hate waiting. Boy, does this suck.
Finally, I called my aunt, to find out what was up. They were supposed
to come around 4 or 4:30.
I'm getting so impatient, and it's turning me sour. OMG, there's the
phone.
They're in the driveway. (parking).
It was so annoying. I'm glad they're here.
Bob Dylan probably never has to wait.
He has people serving him left and right.
If he gets somewhere, people are like, "OMG, it's Boob Dylan" "Yes,
Mr. Dylan, sir, how may we help you right away? What can we do for
you? This is our Bob Dylan Moment!"
"Bob Dylan took a dump in my toilet!"
"Bob Dylan sneezed and used my hanky. Here it is in it's glass box!"
Ok, I have to go.
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