... again today. Jeebers those market-going, giant pram pushing, loud-opinion giving women talk a lot of shit.
I gave up waiting at the mushroom man (Mr Brown simply refuses to even go to the mushroom man anymore, he can't cope with the selection and discussion of the pros & cons of each and every individual 'shroom) and at the goat cheese guy (I just know he'd throw cheese at them if he could stand to loose the custom, I've seen his eyes roll) because if I stayed in the queue any longer my eyes may have rolled right out of their sockets.
Still, it must be nice to have the sort of self confidence that makes you think people may actually gave a damn about what you thought.
Saturday, July 19
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It's the prams. And their "entitled" pushers.
I thought I was the only one who hates the market.
Cookie, I hate that the pram pushers make me hate the markets!
That's it. Yup.
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