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6.5.01
I read a story on fark.com about a man who got attacked by a beaver. When is it my turn? Huh? When?
I was going to lunch the other day, and I pulled up to a stoplight. I came to a stop about one and half feet over the white crosswalk line. A mentally retarded man who was walking across to catch the city bus(probably to go work at McDonalds or Subway just to make my lunch hour a living hell) took offense to my location, and starting yelling "bastard, bastard, yer over da line, bastard, bastard", while waving his Transformers lunchbox in the air. First I was scared, then I laughed, then I rolled up my window, locked my doors, and laughed again. Let me tell you, it really makes you feel like a man when you're scared of a mentally retarded man calling you "bastard". But he was kind of scary looking and had big teeth. - More el news o' --> | |
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