Karma’s A Bitch

Clint?  He says, at the bar. Yeah, what’s up? I gotta story for ya, but you can’t put it in your blog. Oh never, right, never goin in the blog. Let’s hear it. Well, I stole a shot glass from you a couple days ago, I was really wasted, I got on my bike, I’m ridin home, I’m poppin wheelies, jumpin off curbs, thinkin I’m cool. Then, I wipe out, the shot glass shatters in my pocket. I’ve got little cuts on my legs, and all these scrapes on my arms and legs. He shows me. Yep, I say, karma’s a bitch, ain’t it?  Yes, he says. It is.

From my heart to yours,

Clint Curtis. Bartender.

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