Prewarning: I am about to curse- so I apologize if you continue to read and get offended.
The
other day Justin and I were driving somewhere to get something. Nothing illegal
unless Greek food is against the law; but as much as Justin’s ass makes a case
for that- unfortunately and fortunately all at the same time Greek food is
legal. Anyway as we went on our merry way we exchanged some pleasantries.
Me: Why
is that fucktard running across four lanes of traffic in the middle of rush
hour?
Justin:
Because he is a fucktard. (For the duration of our trip Justin continued to
call everyone a fucktard who crossed our paths.)
Justin:
I can’t stop calling everyone a fucktard, and it is all your fault.
Me: I
never have called anyone that name before.
Suddenly
a wild pack of children erupted out of nowhere riding their bikes like some
sort of hooligans.
Me: What
are all those fucktards doing?
Not sure
why I felt compelled to write a blog about this, but I suppose it is Thursday.
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