Hey fella. Yes you, the shirtless guy, trespassing on my idyll like a knife slash through a masters canvas. You, the shirtless guy with the gothic script NORCAL tattoo on your clavicle. You, the one with the child on a leash. You, the pasty shirtless saggy pants single dad dragging the screaming towheaded tethered child to whom you are oblivious because you are talking loudly on your cel phone. You, ignoring your son and expounding proudly to your brah on the subject of your brilliant strategy where you just tell ugly chicks youre married and then they dont talk to you...THATS NOT WHY THEY DONT TALK TO YOU.
Posted on: Tue, 01 Jul 2014 03:25:42 +0000
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