I was moving into a home in central city New Orleans. We were alternating going to the truck because the neighborhood was "mixed". Well we got our rhythm off and I turned a corner in the house, and Hubby was standing there. I ran out to the truck. It had been merely 5 minutes. A box of German cut glass water goblets a wedding gift from a relative was gone. They had to be watching. I looked around and said out loud "Fuck you!".
Later that night over pizza I remarked "Just think some nigger is on the block drinking Ripple from German cut glass goblets"!
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