O.K. So I was just walking back to my desk from out in the shop and ran smack into a damn shadow dude. I hate these fuckers. They make me pit out (that stinging twinge of sweat that pops out in your armpits when you get a real quick scare) every single time. Now I gotta tell ya, they don't jump out NEARLY as often as they did when I first got clean. I mean, I haven't had to pull the car over to check the backseat out since I had like 18 months. They used to worry me. Now, they just piss me off. Of course, it could be that I'm in that "mood" today and the shadow dudes really do deserve to be told to Fuck Off. But, if I actually TALKED to them, wouldn't THAT make me crazy???? There's levels of crazy and I'm no psych scholar but I'm preeeeeeety sure that talking to shadow dudes is WAY worse than seein' em run by naked. Oh. Did I forget to tell you they were naked? Sorry.
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