The whores, they are everywhere, even in the suburbs
I was at my in-laws yesterday. I was gardening while Dexter sat in the grass chewing on sticks.
A woman, wearing about ten pounds of makeup, came walking down the street with her little white dog (I think it was a Maltese). She was the kind of person you instantly dislike. As I stood there, in front of the garden with my gloves on, we had a polite three minute converstaion while our dogs smelled each other. During this conversation I learned that she hardly ever walks her dog- she usually just lets him out in the backyard- which made me dislike her even more.
Then we finished our conversation (thank GOD), and she started to walk away. She got about two feet before her dog lifted his leg and started peeing on the garden. Did she try to stop him or pull him away? NO. She just stood there and watched him pee right on the flowers I had been tending to and then she kept walking. No apology.
You know what I like to call a person like that?
An ignorant WHORE.
What else should I call her?
On a completely different note, today is Tracy's BIRTHDAY! Go give her some love.