I lied. I have not left you. I have more to rant about. As you know from my other entries, I do so love a good rant. So here it goes:
Today I found a hooker in school. I mean she was wearing one of those deep v-neck halter tops with all of her fat hanging out of her shirt, real attractive. Then of course that was followed by skinny jeans and perfectly burnt (straight) hair. She was so "Sexy" I was "Jealous." In reality, I couldn't contain my laughter.
She is not your average hooker though. She tries to act smart. Funny stuff. Oh! You know when you're reading and someone comes and asks you what you are reading? Well, usually I don't dignify that with a response or I show them the front cover. Today, it was different. Hooker is walking past and I have a book on my lap slightly under the deck. I have it and myself positioned in such a way as to hint that I don't want to be bothered. Hooker asks, "What are you reading?" I say "A book." In a rather annoyed voice, again with the hinting. Then she goes around to the side of my desk and tries to lift the book to see the cover. I am currently reading on that side of the book. So, naturally, I flip on her. She walked away laughing because she thinks my smiling is genuine happiness. Sarcasm you hooker moron. Sarcasm. The air was dripping with it. Then again whenever she talks to me the air seems to be soaked with it. My fault, hookers must not be able to sense it.
Well, I believe that was a good rant. How about you? Now I will leave you to go farm honor. Honest, I'm going. A tout à l'heure!
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And moulder in dust away!
From: The Children's Hour
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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