ok my turn to share something funny

I was talking to an old friend tonight and we were laughing hysterically about an old memory I have of the path. My path once gave me money to go out and buy drinks for others at a bar and bring someone back for him - I KID YOU NOT - He didnt care if it was a male or female, but he used me as bait trying to pimp me out to lure other victims to him - right like thats going to happen - so I took the money and bought a pair of shoes with it - lol I still have those shoes. Now in my estimation it was the only decent and moral thing to do on my part. Maybe those are the "Ruby Slippers" that always kept me safe eh? Glad I traded my soul for a pair of shoes rather than the devil lol

Now looking back I laugh at the insanity of it all - I never did tell him I bought shoes with the money, told him I had a few drinks and bought a few rounds but met nobody interesting. What an absolute freak he was, to disguise himself as the love of your life then try to pimp his victims out - I often wonder how many women did that for him in his life - My brain may have been just a tad rewired but I was not TOTALLY GONE, I was still in there and that tiny little voice that kept telling me this is wrong, this is wrong, he is sick, he is sick - grew louder and louder as time went on - always listen to that voice of reason because it will save you in the end -