I've always been fond of living in a city. I like the all the lights
and the history. There is always something to do in the city, and you
can do it at anytime of the day. Now I feel that I have become jaded,
and that I've grown up and want to live in a quiet place.
There are a lot of interesting characters, when living in a big
city. No more are the cross dressers strange, but now a familiar
populous. It seems like, everyday, a new group of people of people are
introduced to our weary, bloodshot eyes. Imagine the magnitude of the
event that the unfortunate person partook in. I am not talking about
your gays, trans-genders, cross dressers, emos, assholes, rednecks and
mulletcunts.
I am talking about the person that you always see and roll your
eyes at, or at fortunate times, give a good ol' punch to the eye
socket. You know the type of person I am the talking about. Frosted
tips, baggy pants, old navy shirt, yellow tinted sunglasses, and a
device on his ear which emits a blue twinkling light that you see in
the eyes of your enemy.
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