“Can I ask you a question?”
this from the pimply faced fucktard at the Mall.
“Only” I respond “If we can begin by pondering, for a moment, the utter absurdity of what you just said”
blank stare.
“Apparently, not”
What educational system pounds out these anencephalic goatsuckers?
Anyway, I hate Malls. I haven’t been to one, now I think on it,. for nearly twenty years. I went tonight to buy a gift certificate for my nephew’s baby mama. I drew her in the Christmas pool. I have no concept what to buy for a 20 something girl. So it’s a gift card. While in the store, I was repeatedly assaulted by the most annoying collection of people. Haven’t these assholes heard of the internet, for godssakes?
I had to brave a couple of those fucking malls in order to get Kelly a few things for Christmas. Christ they were mad houses.
Wait. Who’s having the baby!?? Nefew #2, RIGHT!??
Had.
Hey Og, would that be Southlake Mall in Merrilville?
Indeed it would
(whew) Ok, because I would be sticking my foot up Nefew #1’s ass it it were him.