you: were having a gnarly cat fight in your apt. parking lot. i only noticed because my windows were down and i was able to hear the profanities you were hurling at each other along with your fists. yes. you were punching each other.
then. i saw that one of you brought your child along for the show. your poor little boy was watching you behave like even less of a lady than you already claim to be.
i: drove around the corner and was so upset that i doubled back while dialing the esco. p.d. ya that's right. i did it.
but. when i got back to your complex the two of you were gone and your kid was too. i can only hope that both of you dropped dead and your son was rescued by a kind soul. i wasn't going to go on a door to door hunt for you worthless sacks so i hung up.
be warned. if i ever come across you again, i will not only call the police but - if my children are not in the car with me and yours are safely hidden away somewhere - i will run you over with my car and save this city from your pathetic childish antics.
get some class.
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