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And in an unexpected turn of events, someone threw poo at my car either while I was driving downtown or while I was parked downtown. There's a splattered chunk of human or dog poo on the rear left window.
No one I know dislikes me enough to do that on purpose, so what random crazy person had a chunk of feces in hand and thought "I know what I'll do!" How drunk or crazy do you have to be to walk around with shit in your hand, unbagged, ready to throw?
I hate having to bust out the gloves and Lysol before work.
No one I know dislikes me enough to do that on purpose, so what random crazy person had a chunk of feces in hand and thought "I know what I'll do!" How drunk or crazy do you have to be to walk around with shit in your hand, unbagged, ready to throw?
I hate having to bust out the gloves and Lysol before work.