FIRST!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
TO MY PAL
MILKY
WHO PUTS UP
WITH A
LOT
FROM ME.
kiss kiss kiss kiss.










We are gazelles in jungle full of hyenas and lions, people.

Now, I'm willing to overlook a boat load of misdeeds, having a nice little stack of my own piled up in every closet. But there is one thing I will defend and protect with gnashing teeth. My money!

Yesterday at the market.

Standing there, intently pondering the Asian sauces, from the corner of my eye there is movement to my left. I glanced down instantly and see a hand bedecked with enough rings and bracelets to sink a cruise ship, reaching for my purse!
"OH HELL, NO!" I declared, smacking the bejeweled hand away. Six of my dollars were in that purse and a 2 for one coupon for Hollywood video, by damn!
Ready to take further action if required to protect and defend my treasures I plant my feet wide and take a first good look at my opponent. She's like....SEVENTY!
"Is that your handbag?" the old con asks nervously. (well, DOH lady!)
"It looks just like mine," she continued.

The bags didn't look anything alike but I pretended to give the old sting artist the benefit of the doubt. I even apologized for smacking her hand. But you can bet the rest of the time I spent shopping, one eye stayed on the bag, and one on that old lady.

PAH! Take my six bucks, I'll kick your butt six ways from Tuesday, woman. I don't care how old you are.


Speaking of old. Would ya look at this? Wonder how many guys got their eyes poked out back then?

Labels: Old lady abuse, pointy boobs, purse snatching