2002-12-05

I'm feeling cranky today, so I can't bitch effectively. I'm off my game. I can, however, wish a severe facial spanking to be performed with a frozen garden hose on the guy standing with me at the bus stop last night, whose cell phone started ringing while he was chewing, and who, rather than turning off - or even DOWN - the ringer, just waaaaaaited until he had finished complacently grinding up his slop like some sort of stunned ruminant before answering, so that I got to hear a crappy electronic interpretation of "Oh Come All Ye Faithful" like seven times at ear-gouging decibel levels. I've got the holiday spirit NOW, jackwad. Like the fucking clap.