To the three nice gals who were just walking along with their dogs and i was in such freakin hurry to jog past in Point Pleasant that I had to make big scrapy approaching sounds, I’m really sorry. Not to excuse my rude behavior, I’d just had a near collision with a fast-moving Weimerheiner so I guess I was just hopped up on adreneline. I hope you’re the type who reads the column. Really, what an ass I was.
—Big sorry bitch.
This article appears in Mar 5-11, 2009.
Don’t worry about it bitcher, I’d be riled up too if I’d just narrowly escaped death by a Weimerheiner.