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I once gave an eighty-year-old homeless drunk with a respiratory infection, raggedy clothes, and a horrible aroma rising off his ashy skin, a ride to the neighboring town.

We got to where he wanted to go, and he exited the vehicle. I pulled away and began driving down the road. He hollered, "Hey!". I looked in the rearview mirrow and he was waving at me to get my attention. I stopped the car, and stuck my head out the window, looking back at the old man, who still stood 20 feet away.

Well, he was holding a large, splotchy brown object in his hand. I studied it a moment. It resembled a piece of an old rotten two by four. He was wiggling it up and down in his hand for some reason, not speaking but looking directly at me.

Then suddenly I realized, the man had his worm out and was flashing me.

It is not so strange that I was flashed...but rather, that it was by a man so old, and that he was so proud to show me what was obviously a piece of badly diseased meat.

2007-06-11 09:57:58 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

When I was 11 a waiter hit me for not drinking wine =)

2007-06-11 16:48:07 · answer #2 · answered by Angelacia baybeeeeee 7 · 0 0

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