Well, “Dave” was being nice and talked about his two grand-daughter, having a good time with them last night and won’t dare mention his “prejudice” at that dark-skinned Filipino wife to his son, “John”. We got out old Tri-Star vacuum cleaner, along with four scented packs, four boxes of vacuum bags for my Miele vacuum cleaner and two packs of vaccum bags for Paw’s vacuum cleaner.
Then, we went back to our car. I see a SPIC sitting with his left hand covering his ugly face. I saw how shrunken his right eye peered out from behind the driver’s window, which is above Paw’s head. The vehicle was a black-colored, long-bed truck and it was parked to the right of my car, which had my new cellphone inside. Of course, I had wanted to turn on the GPS location feature but you can tell it is not necessary for ugly spooks to find anyone on the “hit list”, so to speak.
For whatever reason, the old fart wouldn’t sit inside the car. I really want to clobber the slowness of the elderly. They really can ride on the nerves of the younger generation. The spook was right there sitting while the dumb one just stood outside my car, reading his receipt. As for karma, screw you all.
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