RE: To blend in, you...
September 29, 2018 at 6:22 pm
(This post was last modified: September 29, 2018 at 6:23 pm by outtathereligioncloset.)
Sometimes you can't blend in. Sometimes you just gotta walk away.
Last night I had to leave the grocery store to keep from kicking the young man in front of me-----HARD.
I overheard him say this to the person with him:
"Doesn't seem to have hurt Ford to have his dick rubbing on her. She wound up being a doctor. What's the big deal? I mean, it might of even helped her be a better person, like become the person she is today."
If I'd known which car he was driving I'm sure I wouldn't have been able to resist keying it. Maybe it would have made him a better person.
Last night I had to leave the grocery store to keep from kicking the young man in front of me-----HARD.
I overheard him say this to the person with him:
"Doesn't seem to have hurt Ford to have his dick rubbing on her. She wound up being a doctor. What's the big deal? I mean, it might of even helped her be a better person, like become the person she is today."
If I'd known which car he was driving I'm sure I wouldn't have been able to resist keying it. Maybe it would have made him a better person.
Where are we going and why am I in this hand basket?
