Friday, 31 March 2017

Little old evil me

Ah, some punk kids did the awful crime of underestimating my willingness to tell them off when they were smoking pot in the park instead of being in school. Not that I have anything against pot – I think all drugs should be legal, as nothing makes as much money for the evil people as prohibition – but I do have it against punk kids skipping school. And giving me sassy looks, as if ‘ye? What you gonna do about it?’.
I was brutal. In passing, I gave him a desperate look and said so all his friends could hear me: “Aw, man, that stinks like some really cheap stuff!”