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Have you ever been just standing in line at the grocery store or where ever, minding your own fucking business when you hear a comment.
Some asinine comment.
Some ridiculously hateful, backward, fuckwad shit.
I can't think of anything, cuz I'm not that kind of asshole. Anyway, you get my drift right? Some racist, homophobic, or macho shit.
Well, when I hear that kind of shit. I ask God why he fucked me? I don't have an awesome voice and I can't dance unless I'm drunk (and so are all the people around me) and I'm in high heels and a little dress I'm rocking. But if I could...
If I could, I would break into song and dance. All Glee status. With this little Lily Allen ditty: