Fired Up
Waiting is always the worst part. Slyly eying good looking women and girls as they move past, the nurses who know they are not only cute in scrubs but very good at their work and walk with that air of sexy confidence, only lasts so long. I get tired of it all, waiting for the surgery to end, waiting to get told we can wait some more but surgery went well, but when its over, I want to shake things up a bit.
Perhaps thats why, after the four" gangstaz" in the black Lexus cut us off, nearly hit us stealing a parking space and then did their damndest to sideswipe us as they left, I flipped them the bird and yelled out "Fuck you, foolio!" as loud as I could.
Luckily I got out of a beating or a shooting on that one... but not because they didnt want to. I just wasnt going to be beat. If they'd wanted to shoot me... well I left myself wide open for that. Play the cards your dealt, even if you're the dealer.
Stupid thing to get killed over, really.
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