My father once told me about an emotionally disturbed person that threw a large plastic grocery bag of feces at the windshield of the train he was driving for the M.T.A. years ago. I couldn’t help but think about not only how much work it took to make a bag taut with poop, but to bring that downstairs, walk the streets with it, paying the fare (ok, that’s a stretch) and waiting on the platform before launching it in to the drivers side window of the train.
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My friends girlfriend decided to break up with him. She went in to a 15 min tirade about how she hated how he dressed, looked, his occupation as an Electrician (from which he earns a lot of money much of it she loved spending), and how overall inept she felt he was. After she was done, he stood up, and calmly said
“You have a big cunt”
…and walked out.
I don’t think he meant big like a fresh I.V. bag, I think he meant roomy, like the backseat of a 2010 Escalade.
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Watching the news one night, I saw a report about eye health. They interviewed an Ophthalmologist that was cross-eyed. I laughed like Burt Reynolds circa 1979 the entire 44 seconds he was on screen. That’s as bad as a Dentist with Benny Hill’s teeth…NOW.
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When I was younger I saw a woman with severe cerebral palsy purchasing a box of condoms…come on, I was 14.
more to come…
L
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