A guy just crossed the street to his car that was parked near me, yelling into his cell phone as he walked. "How do I know? How do I know? How do I know? How do I know? How do I know? How do I know?"
He opened the door to his car. "This retarded s*** is worn the f*** out," he informed whoever he had on the line, and then he drove away.
Sure, it was a bit of a spectacle; but who among us hasn't wrestled with the same question, nor been tempted to reach the same conclusion?
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