Back in 1993, a dog stole my bagel. iin?
I was damn hungry. DAMN hungry. All I could find was a bagel, there wasn't shit else to eat. It wasn't even a whole bagel, it was half of one. So I toast the fucking thing, put some cream cheese onto it, and proceed to walk outside to go do my chores.
I hadn't even taken a bite of the bagel yet. I was carrying it low, in my hand, just walking along. This fucking dog comes running out of nowhere, snatches the bagel out of my hand and keeps running. It didn't even stop!! It was like one movement, like a 'bagel stealing' Olympic event, and she won the gold medal by a landslide!!
This was 1993 and I'm still pissed over my bagel getting stolen by this fucking dog. My only comfort in all this is that by now, the dog is surely dead of old age (or maybe someone else killed it because it stole their bagel too).
I'M SO PISSED!!!! And don't tell me to calm down either because it's been like 20 years and calming down is not going to happen.
IIN?