Tuesday, July 15, 2008
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you little rascal, you!
the scene:
me, in my car, stopped at a red light, in the left-hand turn lane (of a three lane street), MLK, to be exact. listening to dwight yoakam.crossing the crosswalk, older, rounder woman, holding a cane, driving a rascal....
she is not paying attention to what she is doing. she runs into my car!! not even kidding. hits the front passenger side tire and bounces back a little. she glares at me and hits my car with her cane! i said, "uh, i am NOT in the cross walk, lady!" she backs up angrily and speeds across to the sidewalk.
highlight of my day. boom.
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fuck that old lady! That's what I say. That's what I always say. She isn't safe in our neighborhood anymore. I'm hunting her down. On foot. With a cane. And some magic. Bitch.
oh apple SNAP!! boom.