Album: El Cartel
"Hey!" was what I should've yelled - at least once.
"Watch it, you fucking blind fucker ..." would've been a lovely complementary addition, but I just wasn't raise that way. (Didn't stop me from thinking that, though - plenty times.)
Maybe it's just one of those days, but nobody'd believe how many fucking blind fuckers walked into me in the course of a ten minutes walk.
And to add insult to injury, I got bloody scratched too.
I could murder me a good homicide.
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