Girl you need to get some meat on those bones!

I was sitting there with the madman minding my own damn business when he suddenly grabbed my thighs and yelled in my ear

“Girl you need to get some meat on those bones!”

A long time ago I didn’t use the f word. I was gracious graceful and cultured.

Even thinking it was a no no. But now it comes to my mind easy as pie. F off you f retard. Mind your effin business. I think. But I don’t say it out loud.

My mama raised me right. She would be so proud of me. I smile at the madman and ask “Going to the superbowl?”

“Of f yeah. F right I am”

“What a ftard !” I think…