by Smitty
Narrative due to Williscroft:
“Rahm!” I shouted, walking up & sticking out my hand. He took it and gave it a limp-wristed shake, smiling something trite. I gripped hard and didn’t let go.
“You’re in for a pretty hard time come Election Day, aren’t you?” I said, breathing down into his little chimp face.
“We all are, brother,” he said, squirming a little.
“Nah.” I said. “Just you.” Let go of his hoof. “Thanks for f*****g up my country, a*****e.”
And I floated off to my train, feeling FINE!
So, if I use profanity, then you are above my level? Elite much? If the point you are stumbling around trying to make is that “It’s not nice to curse”, then thanks grandma.