i went to the beer store at lunch today (yes!)... there were three thugs (you know the type, with their pants tucked in their socks, clown-like) eating chicken wings out of a box and dropping their bones and napkins on the sidewalk. what a bunch of low-lifes!! i wanted to tell them off, but did not want a confrontation with three loser thugs. i dont know if i should feel better or worse imagining the shitty home life these kids come from... for the time being i felt better, picturing them sleeping on a pile of chicken bones.. after all, they had to learn some place!?! turns out, dropping chicken bones on a public sidewalk (nonetheless, out front of my favourite retailer) pisses me off.