Today I saw a man passing me in the street, scowling and clutching a box to his chest. He wore little shorts, a wife beater singlet and thongs, and scrunched his face and stared at me. His feet flip-flopped as he hurried past. I laughed inside, bit hard to look mean when you’re hugging a packet of cornflakes.
Monday, April 6, 2009
mean cornflakes
Today I saw a man passing me in the street, scowling and clutching a box to his chest. He wore little shorts, a wife beater singlet and thongs, and scrunched his face and stared at me. His feet flip-flopped as he hurried past. I laughed inside, bit hard to look mean when you’re hugging a packet of cornflakes.
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