It's morning, birds sing and the night brought rain to the asphalt layer a bit of freshness. The air is sweet night's sleep, though short, was a refreshing experience, and to top it off, you woke up (e) next to the one who lightens your day, to summarize, you're well.
You decide to take the subway, you just compare your contemporaries, and you see that ultimately, they are not as ugly as that. And you're even likely, in a particularly exhilarating rush of humanity, all in your arms to love them all as they are. Yes, for a bit, they are even beautiful. The train arrives
, and although crowded, you decide to go up, your not the most nimble, more agile, more alert. When suddenly ... ! Suddenly, a species of individuals dirty, rude, fat and ugly pushes you to go first.
You know, the kind old go-pardon the expression-con, encased in his prejudices, which seems not to have attended a bathroom for two weeks, easily, and which bears The stigma of a profound mistake: namely, a cap. Because in the old cap, it's really a dirty race. I thought only my family members thought that, before I realized that the name "Grandpa with cap" was almost universal, and universally pejorative. The paper cap can not drive a car when crossing the little man is red, without haste, ignoring the cars and danger, the truffle-ground because the paper cap misbehaves just to puncture the most money possible with the SECU-, citing his advanced age to fuck principles as basic as courtesy, politeness, propriety, or even respect for others, so if you want my opinion, his age, it would tend to be an aggravating factor. Finally, still be serious! If life boils down to a succession of troubles, and moreover, it is old and suffering as well go directly to Switzerland to end through a small puncture virtually painless!
It should be noted that the paper cap may as well be on the right than the left, and it is a version in each country. Except perhaps in Switzerland ...
In any case, I thank the idiot who got me rotten mood and the ticket charge of love that I wanted to give you here this morning.
Anyway, I think what I say, old, should be drowned at birth.
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