Dateline: front of the library, 8:45 AM.
A seedy looking couple waiting for the doors to the library to open so they could begin their morning toilette bickered. The woman, clutching her breakfast Colt 45, began to upbraid her companion. She pointed her finger at him and declared, “You need to shape up and start getting your shit together!”
I believe those in the field of psychology would call this a classic case of projection.
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I just discovered your blog and this post made me laugh out loud.
Mary, a librarian from Portland
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