On my way home yesterday, I told an old lady to hurry the fuck up, or move to the goddamn side.
But I was prepared and faking a phone call. She turned around, I gave her a big toothy smile, pointed at my phone, and said (in my most annoying voice) sorry. “Saaaahraaaaaaay!!!”
Unfortunately, only the words ‘fuck’ and ‘goddamn’ seemed to register in her brain. :hmph:
I ain’t made for this country, yo.
(Karma got me in the ass when I got home, though. Stupid tricycle driver didn’t have enough change, so I was charged an extra 4 bucks for my fare. Four bucks is nothing, but it’s still four bucks.)
PS: I <3 Prison Break.
PPS: Why am I so pissed at the world. Oh. Right. D.
















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Oh Wentworth! The story bores me to bits but I don’t care. As long as Wentworth’s there…
old ladies pretend to be innocent pieces of shit and do the most annoying things purposely
…bah