“Hey you!” she screamed!
“Yeah! you, the one who wrote that piece of shit poem about meter maids
…Well my mom is a meter maid and she never ate me”
I look at her in a devious grin knowing that she thinks she is an only child
I tell her about her other 8 brothers and sisters who suffered the fate of her mom’s evil madness She slaps! me in an attempt to display some primitive form of hatred I laugh at her as I walk away saying “your mother, the meter maid”
“She eats her own young, that evil bitch”
Yeah!