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Since this is the section to rant I was hoping I could do so.
Honestly, it ain't anwhere near something bad. Nothing like people are suffering, but I thought maybe it would give somebody one of those Uh-Huh moments. I am in NO WAY diminishing anyone elses pain.
O.K. why the hell when I am in the supermarket does somebody got to ram their cart up my rear end?
Ya, know I understand sometimes you lose control of the metal monster, but in line it is NOT going to get you up there faster by ramming me.
Then I LOVE when somebody got a kid in the seat of the cart. A kid that is like waaaaay too old, and too big to be in the thing. I love as the parent puts the stuff on the conveyer belt I am getting kicked. Kicked by a little two year old is no bid deal. Kicked by a kid is my size, and the level they are in that thing I feeel like boxing their dang head off as they SCREAM "I WANT this BubbleYUM!!!!!!!!!! Mommy you BETTER get me this BubbleYUM".
I mean the kids already jacked up on so much sugar they are kicking me in their frenzy. So I get a cart up the arse, and a kick in the front. Man, them people better watch it because next thing I am going to kick that kid back, and then take my cart and put it in reverse, and push the rammer backwards.
Nah, I would never, but it sure works a nerve. Just a little slice of life folks.
Honestly, it ain't anwhere near something bad. Nothing like people are suffering, but I thought maybe it would give somebody one of those Uh-Huh moments. I am in NO WAY diminishing anyone elses pain.
O.K. why the hell when I am in the supermarket does somebody got to ram their cart up my rear end?
Ya, know I understand sometimes you lose control of the metal monster, but in line it is NOT going to get you up there faster by ramming me.
Then I LOVE when somebody got a kid in the seat of the cart. A kid that is like waaaaay too old, and too big to be in the thing. I love as the parent puts the stuff on the conveyer belt I am getting kicked. Kicked by a little two year old is no bid deal. Kicked by a kid is my size, and the level they are in that thing I feeel like boxing their dang head off as they SCREAM "I WANT this BubbleYUM!!!!!!!!!! Mommy you BETTER get me this BubbleYUM".
I mean the kids already jacked up on so much sugar they are kicking me in their frenzy. So I get a cart up the arse, and a kick in the front. Man, them people better watch it because next thing I am going to kick that kid back, and then take my cart and put it in reverse, and push the rammer backwards.
Nah, I would never, but it sure works a nerve. Just a little slice of life folks.