I went to get lunch a short while ago here in suburban Armonk, NY. As I was waiting for my food, a young woman came in wearing a perky tennis skirt. She was all smiles and happiness. Babbling sweetly on the cell phone, bragging about having played 3 "awesome" sets in this simply delightful weather. Oh boy was she thrilled, and she was spreading her joy. The lovely weather! Don't you love the great weather?
I struggled to stand still and not kill her. I wanted her dead, dead, dead. I envisioned her blue face as my hands clutched her throat after she swallowed that cell phone.
The weather is really getting to me.
I struggled to stand still and not kill her. I wanted her dead, dead, dead. I envisioned her blue face as my hands clutched her throat after she swallowed that cell phone.
The weather is really getting to me.