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Is it me?  Or do you feel like punching someone in the face, too.

We went to the bank last week and while I was inside, some guy and his junkie-skinny girlfriend were in the MAC vestibule.  The guy grabbed enough pens to close both hands around and started shoving them into the kangaroo pocket of his sweatshirt.

The pens were falling all over the floor and he was stepping on them, cracking the barrels.  Junkie skinny looked around and saw Joe sitting in the car outside, staring at them and shaking his head.  She turned to her pen thief boyfriend and told him there's a guy in a car outside, watching.

He turned and looked.  Didn't react.  They walked out, leaving the broken pen shrapnel on the floor, what, 40 pens richer?

Who gives birth to the white trash that pollutes this country.  From where does this garbage come.