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Thursday, November 13, 2008

Brash/Abrasive/Plain ol' Rude: Part 1

The Scene: During a Mid-week Bar stop, at the ale house, It was brought to my attention, (once again) that I am somewhat; Brash, Abrasive, & Plain ol' Rude.

So what I refused to tip the tender!
He was no more useful than the dude behind the counter at 7-11.
I had to sit and wait while Fugly had his shirt half on, trying to impress some nasty bar skanks with his lame tattoos.
... and I'm pretty sure dude called me a douche under his breath.




I don't think I'm there yet... But thanks for giving me something to aspire to.

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"I do not know if you remember the tale of the girl who saves the ship under mutiny by sitting on the powder barrel with her lighted torch and all the time knowing that it is empty? This has seemed to me a charming image of the women of my time. There they were, keeping the world in order by sitting on the mystery of life, and knowing themselves that there was no mystery."