20.6.11

Biting my tongue.

Here are some things I have been too classy a person to say out-loud over the last few days, but which I really really wanted to express*: 

"Put a leash on your dog."**

"Please pull your pants up madam, we've all just seen your ass-crack."

"It is absurd that none of you have ever heard the term "fag-hag" - you shouldn't bandy it about, but you must have at least heard of it before."

"When you call someone an "ignorant female" it makes you sound unbelievably trashy - seems about right." 

"You really need to do something about your lack of eyebrows."

"Suck a cock. Oh wait, no one would let you near one, would they?"

"Clearly, I'm talking to a fucking lunatic. I'm gonna go sit over there." 

And finally, the thing I've wanted to say so often, but haven't: "Fuck off, you doughy faced bitch."



*Not even one of these is to a customer. 
**Yeah, not talking about a canine here.

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