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June 25, 2008
these mitts are made for talking
the dickhead that looked me right in the eye while cutting me off in the crosswalk at the ECR 92 entrance got a vehement, heartfelt double bird.
the guy with the severe spinal/hip/leg problems who shambled like a zombie but still wanted (i hope!) to be outdoors for a walk, even though the weather sucks and the air smells of flaming brisbane, that guy got a big grin and two thumbs up. good for you, man!
You can't do that after 7-1-08 and talk on your cell phone unless you RE WEring a bluetooth thingy in your ear!
couldn't you have jumped onto his hood and faked a back injury for a huge settlement?