I’m in a restaurant, just got off work, trying to eat my “end of work week breakfast”. Meanwhile some old fucks are talking shit about poor people and people on welfare half way across the room, and good fucking lord it’s pissing me off.
Good god I have to deal with co-workers shitting where they eat, why can’t I get some fucking reprieve away from work…
as your attorney, I advise against breaking into their car with the table knife as a slimjim, hiding in the back seat and popping up like some shit out of a horror movie to visit violence upon them while claiming to be the ghost of Tim Joad.