Onward

In the movies, a character feeling the way I do might well douse the irritant with lighter fluid, toss a match and walk away.

Sadly, I can’t afford lighter fluid.  Also, I can’t decide what to torch.

Fuggit.  I wouldn’t get a great ending anyway–’cause I’m not living a movie.  No, I’d just end up like that guy a week or two ago who got pissed at his non-starting lawnmower and shot it.  (for those who can’t guess, that’d be: arrested)

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