My new hobby is punching SUV's while they cut me off when I'm crossing on a green light. It happens a lot here in the financial district of town. Big asscocks(male or female) in their suits, one hand on the wheel, the other holding their cell:"Ya, so buy low at 5 basis points and send me a hooker. One of them foreign looking ones. Ya, I'll see you tonight, make sure the kids don't bug me."
It fills me with rage. As they are almost running me over, I punch the side, usually just past the back door, that's how close they are to killing me. I'm starting to punch harder and harder each time. Sometimes they brake because either: a)they are concerned they hit something or most likely b) they are incensed that someone touched their precious status symbol. If it's in the garage being fixed, how will anyone know they are rich? How will anyone know they have money to burn?
I fucking dare one of them to ever speak to me about it. Green light, pedestrian, I have the FUCKING right of way. Get OFF the phone and look the fuck out for pedestrians, fuck.
Well, I think that's enough swearing and anger for today (it's not really though, I still have plenty. Thank-you hormones.).
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It breaks my heart to say The Hallowiener has already been done, by the same guy who did the captain underpants books.
But like dear Paula May, I want to see the squirrel tree combustion. I'm certain that has not been made into a kid's book.
http://www.amazon.com/Hallo-wiener-Dav-Pilkey/dp/customer-reviews/0439079462
Oh that hallowiener is just about a dumb dog. Mine is an actual wiener. A black wiener. Filled with orange cheese and a dyed red bun. Oh and it's made of tofu of course. I bet at least 3 people in the world would eat that!
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