I once lived in the same city that family lives in. I ran into Sr twice. Once downtown. I spotted Sr walking across the street with his bodyguard, my x wife stopped me from saying anything. The second time I ran into Sr, I was driving down a road near his college, and the fucker vered into my lane as a "prank" to joke with me.
But I also ran into Jr, working the drive through at a pizza joint. He came to pick up pizza. When I recognized him, I wish I had had enough time to know prior to spit in his food. (In all seriousness, I wouldn't have done it, but the feelings were there when I recognized him.)
But I also ran into Jr, working the drive through at a pizza joint. He came to pick up pizza. When I recognized him, I wish I had had enough time to know prior to spit in his food. (In all seriousness, I wouldn't have done it, but the feelings were there when I recognized him.)
