Sherry, myself, and Vikki decided to have a yard sale for two days on weekend. Sherry had lots of stuff to get rid of, so did I, and Vikki also. Of course, Vikki had to bring the moron David with her. Instead of doing a yard sale, we bought space, the three of us, at a flea market for one-weekend. You know, so far so good Saturday we all did quite well, as for Sunday, sold lots of items. However, the management also had a hot/cold food snack stand in the center of the field. And Sherry, of 240 lbs., got hungry. She went and got herself a basket of french fries.
Sherry placed her fries on the corner of her truck tailgate, where no person should walk through. Well, a lady did, and knocked Sherry's french fries to the ground. Sherry got terribly irriate, like crazy upset!!! Sherry raised her right fist into the air and screamed, "you f@$%^*! whore, who the f@$%! told you to stick your goddamn mother@#%#$$&* ass in between my truck and our table and knock over my fucking fries. That was my last two goddamn dollars. I ought to lay you out on I-80. You dirty whore." Me and Vikki were laughing hysterically at Sherry sudden change of language. David was just sitting there not at all understanding of what just occured. Said, but true. :rant: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/traveltohaitibyjamesdalphonse/

Honestly, no one cares anymore.

Wow.