Today a lady w/bleached hair spotted her friend across the way (the friend had blond hair....but it was natural - not yellow bleach). It was great catching up?! "Real" blond's partner Eddy passed away a few weeks ago. Bleach "blonde" "WHO?" (they're close friends, I could tell). Bleach "blonde" : How'd he die? "Real" blond: "*sniffling* he went to the doctor 3 days ago & they sent him home, said nothing was wrong. He went home & died, had reeenul failure, he had cancer, diabetes..." she mumbled some other illnesses that I couldn't make out (she was sitting right next to me)! "Real blond" was on her way to hang posters for Eddy's memorial....you know its on Johnson....that purple building. Mhh, I hope I have posters & flyers for my memorial/funeral from two weeks or 3 days ago!? Yellow bleach blond was on her way to the public defenders office (that ended all questions & conversations about her)!
Ahh to be "of size" the poor schmuck next to me was NOT pleased that I slapped my fat ass down next to him! He kept scooching over & the second another seat (not by a fat person) opened up he jumped on over! Since he still had on his bike helmet I thought it might be safe to sit next to him!? Ahh the look of fear on each passenger's face as I walk down the aisle to choose my seat!
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