I have zero tolerance, today, for people and their pathetic little sorry lives. I just said hi to somebody and asked how she was doing and she replied in the most nasty, depressed voice, “I wish it was Friday. I hate Mondays.”
Listen, sweetheart. If “Monday” is the worst thing that has happened to you, you’ve got a pretty happy fucking life, I would say. I would say it, too, if I wasn’t fully aware that my anger is PMS induced.
I do get on my high-horse sometimes regarding all that happened to Chris’. He would have ridden on my high horse, with me, into the sunset.
Angrily,
Shneed
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