Put on gloves and a mask to pick up a few things at the grocery store. Walked in and there was a construction worker in a mask, then a soccer mom.... then a skinny redneck, with his skinny redneck wife. Started clucking like a chicken when he saw me and his wife was taking a video. Was not quite calling me a chicken loud enough that I could clearly make out exactly what he was doing, but was grandstanding for his skanky woman....
Funny how fast my natural pugilistic nature of my youth sprung into action. I literally had to stop myself from backing him into a display of pork and beans with some comments of “you got a problem with me”. Visions of a throat punch were clear in my head... But I calmed myself, reminded myself that going to jail or the ER or a dentist would not be fun this evening, and moved alone. Ran into a handful of other chickens on the way out the store.
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