Why My Race Card Stays In My Pocket

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photo credit: Franckfbe via photopin cc

Man, it was bullshit.

I was just sitting at the picnic table, and here comes park security, on his stupid little go-kart. I just acted like he wasn’t even there until he stopped the engine.

“Howdy,” he said.

Howdy? Really? Pendejo.

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