Sep 22, 2006, 12:47 AM
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Strange things happen to me all the time, although usually I'm on the giving end rather than receiving. For instance, yesterday my friends and I were all lying on the ground, using each other's bellies as pillows, forming a Belly Chain (as we called it). We asked passing people to come join us, and it started out really nice and endearing, but within ten minutes we were threatening them and calling them cowards.
One time I was driving along and a black man ran into the road, shirtless, swinging his shirt over his head in one hand and holding up his pants (which were unbuttoned and falling off) with the other hand. He was the most distressed black man I have ever seen.
I also have a bad memory, so I can never remember as many as I'd like. Let's see.
I worked as a dishwasher, and I'm about sixteen. A fellow employee, a fifty year old woman I hardly know, came up behind me one day, put her hand on my shoulder, and said, "You're gonna make a woman happy one day. . . with those dishwashing skills."
Luckily, the place burned down a month and a half later.
Unfortunately I'm not a minority, so I don't have any weird conversations concerning that. Unless I start them :P
Jam it back in, in the dark.
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