Alex (yakshaver) wrote,
Alex
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Things I didn't say today

To the woman pressed against my chest in the crowded elevator:
Your friends are probably all too nice to say so, but someone really should do you the kindness of telling you that you smell like a perfumed ashtray.
To the guy on the Harley, revving his engine and making backfires:
You should get that fixed; otherwise people will think you're making all that noise to compensate for having little tiny dick.



Is it that sleep dep brings out my inner snarky voice? Or does the sleep dep just make me less inhibited about telling my friends about my inner snark? Or it could just be that not being able to see well enough to read leaves me nothing to do but write....
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