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You get what you order...
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Woman rides irritated in the bus and thinks:
Passengers – louts and bullies. Husband is a drunken brute. Children losers and bullies. And I'm such a poor and unhappy...
Behind her stands an angel with a notebook and writes down everything on the fad:
1. Passengers – louts and bullies.
2. Husband is a drunken brute.
3.Children losers and bullies.
Then I reread and thought:
Why would she need it? But if ordered, will be playing...
Source: /users/1077
Woman rides irritated in the bus and thinks:
Passengers – louts and bullies. Husband is a drunken brute. Children losers and bullies. And I'm such a poor and unhappy...
Behind her stands an angel with a notebook and writes down everything on the fad:
1. Passengers – louts and bullies.
2. Husband is a drunken brute.
3.Children losers and bullies.
Then I reread and thought:
Why would she need it? But if ordered, will be playing...
Source: /users/1077
