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Jett Superior laid this on you on || April 21, 2001 || 7:06 pm

With it being a lovely spring evening here in the South, I have my front door open and the storm door’s screen cover is up. All that delicious night air is wrapping around me…..mmmmm. My desk is in close proximity to the door, so I heard someone’s feet scuffing up my porch steps. As I leaned around the back of the chair, two teenage girls approached my front door and I raised my eyebrows in a silent query, “What can I do for you”-style.

One of these idiotic little chippies actually reached out and rang the fucking doorbell while we were staring one another in the face.

“Oh, fuck you“, I thought to myself. Said aloud was, “You don’t have to ring the doorbell, I realized you were there when I looked right at you.” They both giggled.

If there’s anything I hate worse than a stupid female, it’s a stupid female that thinks her stupidity is charming and fetching behaviour. Don’t be coy with me, missy. I’ve got yer fuckin’-A numberrr.

I didn’t even offer perfunctory graciousness when she launched into her pitch about needing a fucking boob job. I simply belted her with a firm no.

Okay, so she wasn’t really collecting for a boob job. It was some charity.

I gave at the office.

Even if I hadn’t given at the office, then they would not receive one red cent from me. Why should they, when they put gits like this on the street representing them? FUCK, you know??

Nobody worked it out »

Don´t be shy. Lay it on me.

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