Sunday, August 23, 2015

OK ... sorry to sneak onto that seat.  I just wanted to be one of the first people to leave the match early because I needed to get my hair cut because Mother said they're on sale for one last day only and the place was going to close at 5 and we went into Extra Time.  But the way you looked at me, just stared at me, it was just, just ... creepy.  Yeah, your stare was a cue for me to ask, "Is someone sitting here?" so I guess it worked, and it turned out your wife was sitting there, but -- shit, man, you're an asshole, OK?  You are a rude asshole!  Man, sorry for sitting down, shit. ...

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