ON RUDE AGAIN
The people on the bus sometimes seem hard to swallow with an aspirin bottle even as eye talk to them with curses from forgotten places because of old man sin nature its just a shadow of my former person no reason to be disturbing others in my assignations as my liasons cases come and go among the thorns of time he shoved past me intending to be ahead of me but suddenly we were both at liberty upon the sidewalk and eye was out of patience as eye moved so carefully toward the corner to step gingerly into the street to try to make it to the other transfer point is when he bumped me and all eye did was make the refrences to his ancestory his intentions were just nominal he wanted to survive the traffic so eye proceeded to just make it know to him HOW RUDE you are. HOW rude you really are.
