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the truth about toad licking

I am not going to discuss all the crappy things that happened to me today, just one. However, we must always keep in mind, that sometimes the little stupid things add up and eventually you need to let off steam.

So, after a day of many little added up things...

I was returning my shopping cart to the corral at Wegmans. I turned around and [size=m]skreech![/size] a minivan had to slam on the brakes to not hit me. Now, this driver of course was cutting across all the empty spaces at quite a fast speed for a parking lot, instead of just patiently driving along the lanes like you are supposed to. So I walked in front of them since I was already half-way there and they had stopped. So then they speed by my practically running me over. I screamed, "Jesus Christ! Learn how to fucking drive!" That would have been the end of it, but no. This stupid woman who was putting washer fliud in her car, who is completely uninvolved in this situation has to yell to me as I am walking to my car, "Don't yell at traffic, asshole!" [size=m]What the fuck?![/size] So I get in my car and roll down my window, continuing to scream how people need to mind their own fucking business and why shouldn't I yell at traffic when I almost get run over?! Stupid woman.

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Yeah, I know how you feel. I have worked every day this weekend, and I will work today. Labor Day is really for people that have a steady career and a huge salary and already get paid vacations and days off when they want and wonderful things like that. It's not for poor college kids who barely have time to do laundry and go to the grocery store in between working and going to class and doing homework. Somehow, time and a half pay still doesn't make me want to fold jeans and help people find their size in clothes that don't look good on them anyway for 4 hours. Maybe I would like it better if I could wear sneakers.

my little brother and i were sitting in the mini-van in our backyard. it started to slide down the snow covered hill into our backyard very fast. we had to count down from three and jump out to safety, which we were able to do just before the van crashed into a tree. we were happy, but god was angry because we were supposed to die. so he sent down lightning. in one neighbor's yard there was this giant snowman made out of three humongous marshmallows. lightning struck it and so it caught on fire because sugar is flammable. now there was this giant flaming marshmallow snowman (kind of like from ghost busters) and it was about to topple over on my house with my family inside. i ran to the closest house i could to call 911. there was an old man there who told me that at night he went into my car and watched me. that really freaked me out so i ran over the next house. all the kids from the neighborhood were there playing games and having fun. the mom of the hosue let me use her cotton candy pink phone. i called 911 and it was a recording where it tells you what number to push from your touchdown purse depending on which sort of emergency you had. there weren't any for flaming snowmen. one of the girls was yelling for me to get off the phone because she had to call her boyfriend. i screamed back that she should shut up because my house and family were about to go up in flames. that made her be quiet. finally i got a real person from 911 and she told me that they couldn't help me because i wasn't being directly threatened.
then i woke up.