Okay. Um. Yes.

This morning as I was walking my dog, a car drove past me and a few boys stuck their heads out the window and started screaming at me. I recognized them from middle school, but I don't know if they're in eighth, ninth, or tenth grade now. Having some strangers scream 'BURN IN HELL, PUSSYSUCKING DYKE.' is not really the way I want to ( Read more... )