When I was young and naive I actually viewed this as a civilized country.
We're experiencing mission creep.
Time for me to start admitting to getting old.
Sometimes it’s the simple things that are good, like a toasted cheese sammich.
Have a blessed fucking day.
Carry on, godfuckingdamnit.
A cashier at the Red Wagon kept calling me Mr. Cook so I told her, "I prefer to be called Bill, Billy, or asshole." Guess I squared her away.
ReplyDeleteHah! Which of your preferred monikers did she switch too? :)
ReplyDeleteDon't know yet...
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