So yesterday afternoon at work, a mother and a daughter come into the restaurant and sit at the bar. They're both highly attractive, I mean, HOT, and immediately me and the bartender start snickering about how we'd totally tag-team the Mom and Daughter, how the mom was just as hot as the daughter, this and that. Real dirty stuff.
So they leave. And I go home at the end of my shift. About fifteen minutes later, the bartender calls me and says frantically, "Remember the mom and daughter who came into the bar today?" And I was like, "Fuck yeah!" He paused for a moment, then said, "Dude... the daughter... SHE WAS A GUY." I was taken aback for a moment. "What?!" I asked. "A dude, she used to be a fucking dude! She had a sex change operation! Rani [our manager] just now told me!"
The rancid sting of vomit in my throat. I was duped! MOTHERFUCKING DUPED!
The saddest thing is, whoever did the sex change operation did an excellent fucking job, because the daughter....... was actually hot.....
