SerenitySavage

I will take the rubble and ashes From the bridges I burn And mix them with my tears To make your pair of cement boots

My silence  Is a gift  I do not give Graciously 

  This is a little tale about an asshole I encountered screaming in the Dollar Tree. It was Halloween afternoon when I decided to stop at the store to pick up a couple of last minute items. As I walked in the door, my senses were immediately assaulted with a gentleman in line who was yelling at the top of his lungs. The line was about six or seven people deep and the store was full of customers. No one was telling this guy to be quiet. “HALLOWEEN IS OF THE DEVIL!” (preach, preach, preach) “ANYONE THAT PARTICIPATES IS GOING TO THE DEPTHS OF HELL!” (preach, preach, preach) “ATONE YOUR SINS!!” The guy kept getting louder and louder. I went down an aisle, trying to focus on what I was there for. There was another woman nearby and I said to her, “That guy sounds like Kanye up there on one of his rants” and we both began to laugh. Just then, a little old lady wheeled her cart around the corner and down the aisle in which we were laughing. “You’re laughing but he’s telling the truth,” she sai