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School of Hard Knocks
by Bobby
I was walking on the F platform on Queens blvd. I saw a large man wearing a T-shirt that said "School of Hard Knocks" on it in big letters...nothing else. He looked really mad, as if he was about to kill someone.
In his hand was a crushed Diet Pepsi can.

As he walked past the trash can, he very forcefully hurled the pepsi can inside of it, but he missed, and it bounced off the rim with a loud clunk, and onto the concrete.

He then started muttering offensive words at the trash can, and shuffled away, glaring at me as he passed. He must really have been an alumni from the School of Hard knocks...he really showed that trash can who was boss.








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