Why do I have a magnet located in my body that attracts drunk people?
Why does it always happen to me that I mind my own business, I don't want to talk to you. I don't want to hear about your problems. I don't know you. Your petty meaningless life should not interfere with my getting a Big Gulp. Your breath stinks and your weird eye is creeping me out. Go away. No, you don't want to go away do you? You would rather unload your crackhead baggage on an unsuspecting victim. Do you really need to stand near me? I can smell everything you have eaten in the past 3 years, oh look, I can see what you have eaten in the remaining 3 teeth you have.
Follow up to Drunk man the next day.....he was beat up outside of his luxurious Budget Suite or as I like to call it "Crystal Palace".
According to him, "they took everything." What was that Jethro? Did they take your latest copy of Wraslin' Monthly or that BMX bike you stole off the 8 year old that you use to transverse from your palatial "estate"?
Maybe you should lay off the bottle and the crackpipe, take a shower, visit with a toothbrush and leave innocent by-standers alone.
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