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Wednesday, August 29, 2012

To the Cowardly Assholes of Portland

Posted by Anonymous on Wed, Aug 29, 2012 at 2:21 PM

When your dog darts in the middle of the road, I'm going to tell you to fucking leash it before it dies. When you almost run me over when I'm going to tell you to go fuck yourself. When you run a red light on your fixie and almost smash into me, I'm going to call you a fucking dick.

And guess what? I mean it. I'm not afraid of you. But you, you refuse to account for your asshole behavior. Instead of confronting me or the situation you yell back *as you're walking away*

No doubt you're thinking of all the things you could have said to me a good 20 minutes later. Burning with impotent rage.

So next time, either get back in my face or admit you were wrong. But don't shout random shit at me as you walk way, you fucking coward.

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