Riding a subway train early one morning when a drunken dude entered, "Hi everyone, I got hit by a drunk illegal immigrate who left me damaged, then, he left the country, go figure, so I’m asking for your contributions however small," he announced rapidly.
I wondered whether he was a tactless Republican running for office, in which case, he had a much better pitch that Mitt Romney.
A commiserating chap offered the imbecile some change, while I wondered whether to offer him a piece of my mind. I opted to allow his ignorance to precede him, and his bigotry to become a realization for his circumstances.
I contend that his phantom "illegal immigrate" is in mighty better shape than he; though his ignorance allowed him to assume superiority, based on differences.
Go with God, Mr. Speaker, and do not let those train doors hit you, as I am certain Metro does not give a rat's behind about you or your fictitious tale.
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