The Publix cashier and I just watched a little boy have a tantrum and with perfect aim spit on his mothers throat and chin because she wouldnt open a box of Fruit Rollups before she paid for them. Why in that quick moment did time suddenly stop, like that episode of The Twilight Zone and I imagined myself as a Funeral Director tenderly adjusting a carnation rose on the little boys suit lapel as he laid dead in a coffin? None of this is real, right?
Posted on: Fri, 02 May 2014 17:53:09 +0000
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