Dear Little Girls Getting Off the Elevator as I Was Getting On:
I know you pressed every floor's button, you little shits. I could here you talking about it before the doors opened. The fact that the older of you refused to make eye contact with me helps solidify your guilt. Also, to the younger: Yes, in fact I will glare icely at you until you
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Anywho...I totally feel your pain, and I hope Karma's a retroactive bitch for those little tarts that caused you such stress!
You need a hug, babe. Yes, I think you do. *hugs*
-AJ
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