Me: When did you get this car?<br />Kevin: It's my lady friend's car.<br />Me: Your lady friend?<br />Kevin: Yeah, my lady friend. You got a fucking problem?<br />Me: No. It just seems like kind of an old school term. I mean, when did you start saying, lady friend?<br />Kevin: My late grandfather used to say it. I'm binging it back.<br />Me: That's cute. I can appreciate that.
Beating a Weathered Horse
Today, I went to the grocery store and purchased a five piece chicken meal and a two liter of grape soda. The check out person happened to be a black female. She took one look at the meal, then glanced up at me, then looked back at the meal, then back at me again. Then she laughed and said, "What, no corn bread?" And I honestly have no idea what to make of the whole exchange.
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The Best Idea I Ever Had
I hate rats and I hate snitches. <br /><br />Playground rules separate the women from the men, the girls from the boys. I hate rats. People who snitch on other people for their own personal gains, or worse yet, to get themselves out of trouble, are the worst fucking people on planet Earth. I should know, I work with those bitches. <br />
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