We decided to give the grocery store a shot today to see if it may be less busy than the weekend. We pulled in and parked and there in the middle of the Giant parking lot is a duck waddling around without a care in the world. I just had to take a picture of this. When I went to take the first picture he looked straight at mem, quacking, probability telling me to fuck off in duck language.
Anyone who knows me knows that I ran out of fucks to give a long time about when it comes to what anyone thinks of me. I mean in the grand scheme of thing what difference does it make? Life is short as it is and to many people run around being miserable worrying about what anyone else thinks of them. It’s been something I’ve been planning on doing for a while.
With the whole shit show of the male romper thing me being the I really don’t give a fuck kind of person thought it might be funny to buy one. What makes it even better is how so many people act like a piece of clothing is the worst possible thing in the world. They were way too expensive or from China so I didn’t. Besides that I didn’t see anything outlandish enough to fit my taste haha.