out the gate they didnt like each
other
was no skin off his ass
nor his
he had to admit he liked that
about men
they didnt have to like they didnt have to play nice or
act that they were
he didnt like him found him to be crass a piece of shit
anhe knew
that at the getgo
the man loved his acronyms HIS he made them up
they were bait provocative in the sense it provoked the question What does that mean?
he didnt ask
let it breeze by
was disinterested
if he was too fucking lazy to say
what he meant he wasnt interested in communicating
unfortunately on occasion he had
to work with him they were carpenters
building a house
chronic acronyms was up on the
scaffolding calling down measurements as they cut siding for around a window Thirtyseven threeeighths an a B C H.
Thirtyseven threeeighths
An a BCH.
Man woudya just say whaya mean
A
BCH. rolled his eyes maybe
an exclamation point
Yah Heard
Repeating itsaying it
louder means squat other than declaring yare ignorantwhich I know an wouldnt refute
What do you mean
Everyone on the crew except you knows a BCH
. . whasat say about you?
It says I could give a fuckbout
shortcuts or your acronyms Say whaya mean
BCH. A black cunt hair.
Black
You heard me.
Black
Not blonde brunette not a CCH a
Caucasian cunt hair
Man, what’s crawled up your ass?
Yare the intellect wha
it took several moment to quiet the
insanity ranging around inside his head not to use a sledge hammer on the
wedges that stabilised the scaffolding he did not like the man
2233, Saturday,
5 2. 22
1244, Twosday,
15 2. 22
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