The door says push, not pull. Let me be the first to preemptively congratulate you on bringing down the whole fucking establishment with a resounding shattering of glass all over the floor, which will surely happen should you choose to keep up this charade upon your next visit. And thanks for standing in the middle of the store and staring at the ceiling cause that looked totally normal and everything to customers coming in.
If you read this, oh right, you can't.
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Showing posts with label no offense to people who actually can't read through no fault of their own. Show all posts
Saturday, February 6, 2010
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