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7/6/2009
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The Love of a Godly Man
I go down to the Local Cheap-Ass Chicken™ place for dinner, because I am single and now a slob again. As I am waiting for my cheap-ass chicken, a disheveled middle-aged man comes in and makes a beeline for me, the only guy there not behind a pane of bullet-proof glass.

"Pardon me, my man, can you loan me a dollar? Can you help a good Muslim brother out?" he asks, taking a drink from the can of beer in his hand.

"No, sorry."

"I just need a loan," he pleads.

"Oh, a loan. That's different," I don't say. "No," is, again, all I say.

"Fuck you, my man. I hope you die on your way home."

"Yessir," I agree. I do not say all the things I am thinking.

I get my chicken. I go home. I do not die on the way there.






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