Saw a guy at the entrance to the grocery store today being plagued by a wasp. He was a husky guy, grey-haired, wearing an undershirt and blue shorts. After waving the thing away a few times he suddenly seemed to decide a tougher approach was called for and started shadow-boxing with the thing while swearing at it. He wasn't smiling.
Later, I was perusing the bread in the bakery section when a scrawny-looking guy in a baseball cap came up and started eyeing the 'freshly-baked' baguettes (ie. French bread stick). Reaching out to take a squeeze of one of the loaves, he turned away in disgust and said under his breath, "C'est meme pas chaud, 'estie." Which, roughly translated means, "It's not even fucking warm, Host." Host being the little bread wafers people eat during Holy Communion that represent the body of Jesus.
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