To the dudes passing by my walking person who have the audacity to to holler at the top of their lungs right next to me as they drive by, ******** YOU! I have half a mind to pursue you to the red light just strait ahead so I can call you out of that hunk of shiny alloy to see if you'll scream in my ear one more damn time without having the security of moving 20-30 miles faster than me. It's a nice thing you're the guys who are only passengers, after all you'll need it after I break your kneecaps. My nerves are already screwy as it is without you people setting me into maximum anxiety alert mode.
Perhaps i'm making too big of a deal out of this happening. You could just be those ignorant highschoolers who thinks it's rad to ******** with somebody else the way you do, then again it MUST be that. Well around my age group, yet high school never ends. Christ...
The Society of Aristocratic Baby Eaters
TO ALL FREE MEN AND WOMEN OF OUR SOCIETY we have granted, for us and our heirs, all the liberties written below
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