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Tuesday, September 5, 2017
So, you and your friend are walking toward me on the same sidewalk. As the space between us grows smaller, I realize you aren't moving, so I decide to step to the side...in the wet grass...and mud. My jacket sleeve brushes up against your arm and you yell, "DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!" Did you forget your happy pill this morning? Bad time of the month? Wtf? When I was a little wee lad, walking two abreast with my mom, she taught me to move over when someone was approaching. Did your mom forget to teach you that? Were you not paying attention if she did? Or, maybe you just plain 'ol don't give a fuck? That would be my guess. Either way, don't be surprised if you end up on your arse next time, 'cause I'll be damned if I move for you again. — Three's A Bitch
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