Things I did not say out loud today #2

Sunday, 22 January 2012

ME

(NEARLY RUNNING INTO A GREEN BERET ABRUPTLY EXITING RALPH’S AT 6AM IN THE SNOW AND DARK OF SEATTLE.)

WHO’RE YOU, BITCH? NEW LUNCH?

GREEN BERET

WHAT WAS THAT?

ME

I’M’A RUIN YOU, CUNT. I’M’A RUIN YOU, CUNT. I’M’A RUIN YOU, CUNT.


My real hope though that his dirty look was because I had three stone and almost two hands on him and look just Russian enough, by way of Varangia, to maybe appear to be спецназ in the bad, snowy light and he was just a little scared.

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