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Those who were curious decided to phone me. But let me just stop here for a second... "She also claims to be fluent in squirrel if you communicate in that language..." Seriously?
Really?
I'm legit. You don't need to call me because you can't believe someone would actually put a phone number online.
I missed one call but answered the second one.
Hello?
(click)
So I called D Howard back.
D Howard didn't answer.
Why not, D Howard?
Don't you want to be friends? Share a bagel with me?
Go look at her twitter. She's complaining about crumbs on seats like it's ISIS coming to Toronto, takes creeper shots of whomever she feels has oppressed her and then shames them on her blog, and then thinks that people wearing sandals on the train in the summer are horrible because they could possibly spread foot odor.
ReplyDeleteHoly fuck. I wonder what her Tumblr account is.
I have never known you to complain about anyone wearing sandals. It's more of people not wearing shoes. And crumbs on a seat? Where? When?
This guy sounds obsessed with you.
Fingers crossed he asks me for my hand in marriage.
ReplyDeleteIf so many people weren't such asses, and if those-in-charge would make sincere and earnest efforts to actually solve problems, you would never have anything to complain about in the first place.
ReplyDeletePlus, you wouldn't have to be taking all those snapshots of scofflaw strangers as "samples" of what those asses put everyone else through.
If this person can't logically figure out why you have to "be a jerk" yourself from time-to-time they can just "stuff it".
Love you Tal!
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