Archive | August, 2013

Pillow (Store) Fight.

12 Aug

marimekko-back-lotI got into a fight. In a back alley. I was outnumbered, but I was armed. With my “sass mouth” as my Mom would call it.

But first, let me give you some history ’bout this alley n me.

I’ve spent the past year driving through the alley in my car. I know all the potholes and hobos. One time I got free Mexican food from one of my delivery runs, and instead of mowing it myself, I gave it to this hobo I had seen a bunch of times, huddled behind one of the dumpsters in this alley.

I approached him at a wide radius, “Hey — hello? Do you want some Mexican food?” I held up a large brown paper bag that was showing grease stains from the complimentary tortilla chips. Continue reading

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