Thursday, August 21, 2008

Outside my window, Vol II

Speaking of cake; this I think should go to the guy who was breaking up with his girlfriend outside my apartment building last week (not to mention the another girl who almost jumped off the top floor that same night — but that is another story).

The girl managed to keep her voice down at 4 a.m. as she was being dumped on the doorstep by this loud doofer. He, on the other hand, insisted on shouting, "I am a grown-ass man and I don't need you." He did this, not once, not twice, not six times; no, by my count, which started about halfway through his rant, left me with him berating this girl 15 time saying he was a grown-ass-man.

But really, you move the hyphen one spot and then the break up makes much more sense.

"I'm a grown ass-man..." heh!

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