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Where’s my four dollars?

twoDoll.jpgWhen I was a kid, I remember school yard fights. Some lunch money went missing from my bag, there might be some thrown fists and uttered vulgarities. Nowadays, apparently, four bucks gets snatched from your backpack and the proper course of action is to stab a mother fucker. At least, that’s how the children roll in Florida.

Kids today. Sheesh.

(Hat tip to reader Amy H.)



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"Nowadays, apparently, four bucks gets snatched from your backpack and the proper course of action is to stab a mother fucker."

I don't know what's wrong with me, but as soon as I saw that line, ten foot tall flaming letters spelling out "FLORIDA" blazed in my brain.

I've been reading this site too long.

Please, kill me. I've been living here in Flori-duh for almost a decade. Just kill me.

Let's see, phrases like "...how they roll" combined with "happened on the basketball court" pretty much add up to why this occurred.