Friend of mine had been shopping in Superstore, and she loaded her truck with groceries and didn’t lock the canopy, when she went to Tim Hortons for a cup of coffee.
It was in the same parking lot, and twenty steps away....she kinda forgot, and was complacent at the same time.
The young mother steps out of Tim’s to see a street Scrote, jogging away from the back of her truck, holding a box of Pampers......
WTF is he going to do with a box of diapers, when he could have taken a perfectly good bag of groceries?
So she locks her canopy, goes back into Superstore....and there’s Mister Street Scrote, trying to return her box of diapers at Customer Service.....!!
Being a Ranchers wife, very fit, and used to hard work, she walks up to Scrotum face....kicks him in the knee and takes back her property from the Kamloops street shit, that ripped her off....and left him laying on the floor holding his knee.
I guess the moral of the story is.....if your going to rip off a genuine country girl of her little babies diapers ...and she’s driving a dented up diesel ,wearing cowboy boots with a few miles on them, and worn out faded jeans......maybe you should look over your shoulder to see if she might be following you, to retrieve her little babies diapers.....and to kick the shit outta your thieving drug addicted worthless ass.