Thursday, May 21, 2015

Something Shifted

He seems normal enough, nice even, chatting with the woman after she refuses the seat he kindly offered.

But when she opines that she's been sitting down all day, and that it's nice to "be on her feet," he lets out a forced, braying laugh.

"Yeah, and I'm just tryin' to get on my feet," he says, his entire demeanor changing. "Tryin'a get on my feet, tryin'a getton mafeet, get on ma feet, get on ma feet," he repeats in a sing-song voice, giggling uncontrollably.

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