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we were at little t's, waiting for our food.
i slamed my fist on a fork and it shot across the room.
i screamed at my roomate:
"my god man, that behavior is totally inappropriate! have you no regard for manners? damn... this isn't north dakota, for christ's sake!"
he, like the rest of the restaurant, just stared at me.
unprovoked outbursts fucking rule.
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