I was driving the other day, when I passed, walking the direction I was heading, an infamous local man. He’s mentally challenged, so to speak, and very fucking angry at the world. He accosts pedestrians, picks fights, etc.
I don’t hate him, because it’s not his fault, but I think I am in a camp with most in town when I avoid him.
THEN, coming the other way on the same side of the street, I see a notorious local drunk. He’s very fucking angry at the world. He accosts pedestrians, picks fights, etc.
I do hate him, because it is his fault.
They’re headed right for each other. Sparks will fly when they meet, but I don’t turn around.
I just drive on, thinking to myself, “Nice try, cosmos, but whatever ‘X’ you’re trying to lure me onto is not a place I will be standing today.”
Safety first, people.
You’re a stronger man than I.
Chalk me up there with Lot’s wife. I would have turned around.
Call me Pillar ‘o’ Salt, because I would have turned, too.
Are you talkiung about Fleener? 😉 *snickers*
Pillars of salt are we all. How could you resist? Although, once you do turn around there’s always a chance you’ll have to do something. That gets awkward really fast.
There was a woman who panhandles on my street. She’s a bitter one, too. I was parking my bicycle one day and she asked me for money. I said, “I don’t have anything.” She got her face very close to mine and spat back at me, “You HAVE a BIKE.” She frightens me.
Nice closer, by the way.
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i think i caught the bullet you dodged
I’ll keep it in mind.
now i’m all curious
It’s like street poetry…without the influence of urban slang.
Dodged a bullet or missed a free show? I’m not to sure that watching the sparks fly from a safe distance wouldn’t have been fun.
i woulda told the one i don’t hate the the one i hate is out ot get him…then i’d take 10 setps back, pull out the pocornm from my back and enjoy the show!!!