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It's not my story, its my dads.
He works for a group home (mentally disabled) and he always brings this bag.
Him and some of the staff and the "clients" went to the local Zoo. They went in the company van, and parked in near the fence of the Zoo. Dad left his bag in the bag when they went to the zoo. They left the zoo, and there were some black kids in the van, stealing shit. My dad was on the other side of the fence, and said "HEY! YOU BETTER FUCKING DROP THAT BAG!" The kids weren't responding, so it took some quick thinking, and dad said "HEY! I KNOW YOUR MOM! IM GONNA CALL HER UP IF YOU DON'T FUCKING DROP MY BAG!"
The kids got scared as fuck, and ran off, leaving his bag.
The funny thing is, there wasn't anything important in the bag. It's just the principle.
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" Besides the noble art of getting things done, there is the noble art of leaving things undone.
The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of non-essentials."
- Lin Yutang
hearts, by d.a.
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