I heard this song today on the way home from work. I can’t believe I left this off my Donald Trump-Lindsey Graham Love Song Collection.
I don’t know what it is that I bring out with all this angst in Trump people, but I had another incident with a Trump person in the exact same 7-11 in which I had a semi-altercation with a drunk woman almost a year ago to the day.
Of course…those nice black women bailed me out on that one.
I don’t know what specific vibe I’m projecting with these people, but it’s there. That’s for certain.
This guy was just like the woman from a year ago. Dumb, fat, white, and stupid.
I wonder if there’s any chance whatsover this guy was that woman’s husband or boyfriend?
What would be the odds of that?
I verbally admonished him for cutting to the front of the line in front of me and several others who were standing on their appropriate Covid spacing spots on the floor.
He then…without looking at me says to the clerk, “I’ve never been talked to like that in my life. I’ll never be back in this store again.”
I have to admit…I do love it. I’ve missed this from my days of being cursed at from youth hockey mothers in Edmond.
He told me to go fuck myself…then ran out of the store like some hysterical little woman and slammed his car door on his leg getting into his car.
I’m standing there laughing and this nice young black woman walks up to me and puts her arm around me and says,”Don’t blame yourself. It happens to me everyday.”
Anyway…this U.S Open tennis with the men’s quarters is lit.
Have a great Thursday.
Hope you like the song.