Picking A Fight With A Kitten

12 Jul

Whilst visiting Atlanta this weekend, I may or may not have lost my temper with a guy who clearly had no idea how scary I can be when mad (and wearing a one shoulder top – evidently I see them as bulletproof vests). Anyway, the poor guy was visibly shaken by the time I got through giving him a piece of my mind.

What am I, Mel Gibson? Yikes. I have felt terrible about this incident since the morning after the Red Bull and vodka wore off. It’s like I picked a fight with a kitten.

In my defense, however, the kitten started it.

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4 Responses to “Picking A Fight With A Kitten”

  1. JBunn July 13, 2010 at 8:31 pm #

    Oh, SNAP!

  2. Ben July 14, 2010 at 1:36 am #

    I pick my battles very very carefully.

  3. Billie July 14, 2010 at 2:04 am #

    WOW! I never saw this side

  4. Mandi July 16, 2010 at 6:23 pm #

    LB, we won't go into what side of me you saw. Let me apologize for that – I was young(ish).

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