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August 9th, 2009

on the way home from the park today, we passed this guy.
beefed out, tattoo's all up down his arms and skull. dressed in leather - the kinky kind of leather. chains and thick, shit kicking boots. he wasn't a wanna be. he was bone deep scary.
his friend wasn't quite as scary, but still not someone i would have wanted to piss off.

as he went by, i caught a bit of his conversation. expecting something along the lines of "i killed him with my pinky through his heart" or "i drove the hog through the pub window..." ... i heard...

"the rooms are totally unbalanced, and the colors? what were they..."

i thought i'd choke to keep from laughing.

just another lesson in not taking people at face value.