Little tourists, why do you irk me so? Why do you stop at the bottom of the escalator? Why do you stand on the right? Why is it impossible for your doll eyes to look in front of you, thereby avoiding collisions with other pedestrians? I realize that, by living in one of the most tourist-centered cities in the country, this is my own fault. However, come the end of July, after a long, hot summer, I've had it. Tourists, be gone. Take your sweaty, sullen children and go back to Oklahoma. Oh, and I hope you had a nice trip.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Summer In the City
Little tourists, why do you irk me so? Why do you stop at the bottom of the escalator? Why do you stand on the right? Why is it impossible for your doll eyes to look in front of you, thereby avoiding collisions with other pedestrians? I realize that, by living in one of the most tourist-centered cities in the country, this is my own fault. However, come the end of July, after a long, hot summer, I've had it. Tourists, be gone. Take your sweaty, sullen children and go back to Oklahoma. Oh, and I hope you had a nice trip.
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Loathing us fanny pack wearing, camera toting, loud talking, ass making, metro riding Oklahoma tourists doesn't make you any cooler, Ellllle.
Lol, I so chose OK just for you. ;)
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