And it feels good.
There’s this guy I can’t stand. He used to go out with a really good friend of mine. He bashed her up, was convicted of assault, yet still tells me he didn’t hit her, and that she asked for it. Obviously, consistency isn’t his strong point.
I’ve stopped going to my local pub because he’s always there and I want to punch him in the face. Yes, I understand the irony of using violence to make my anti-violence point.
Anyway, I just walked past the douchebag in the park, and did that thing where you pretend to rub the side of your nose but really you’re flippin’ the bird. I hope he saw it.
I award myself the News with Nipples Award for Excellence in the Field of Being Childish.