Late one night, laying awake in bed, oooo a realization came. Are there really assholes every where I look, or am I the one to blame? Maybe I just do not say the things I should say, and do not do the things i ought.
So I took a long hard look at my self in the mirror, and this is what I thought:
“The guy who sold me this mirror's an asshole
He's an asshole, son of a bitch said it was antique.
He was lying, he was lying.
Made me want to punch him in his salesman cheek”
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u/zephyrtr Jul 12 '25
If you meet 10 new assholes every day, you might be the asshole.