I'm almost always angry, sometimes at nothing.
Go to meet and greets and stay off to the side just cussing.
I don't wait in lines. I go by and cut 'em.
People sighing in public, "Who is this guy!?"
Fuck it.
I grab my burger and bite it. I'm lovin' it.
I start to walk out and say, "I'm going home. Deuces, fags."
When a manager came up screaming, "You wasn't supposed to do that."
So I knocked him cold with two slaps and stole his phone and doo-rag.
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