asks for "wheat" instead of white bread at subway (even though he wants white), but feels bad saying he wants white because the man making his sandwich is black
wishes he didn't have a name that was always sold out on the novelty keychain rack in the checkout line at wal-mart
hopes and prays that someone else has his same stop on the bus so he doesn't have to pull the "stop" chord and inconvenience everyone else with his need to get off the bus
like orphaned Brazilian mutants. only without anything to gird their loins...
i'd like to see the force do this
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