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This man made a comment about Lady as we passed him on our walk that I felt bordered on rude. I didn’t say anything back to him because unless I am actively being threatened, I like to consider my response before I snap on someone, but the whole time I was walking away with her, all I could think about is how lucky he was that I do think about shit before I do it, because don’t be talking slick saying shit about my dog.
I can go from one of the “good Blacks” that lives in this white ass neighborhood to one of the ones the news be having y’all scared of in a matter of SECONDS. Don’t let the smooth taste fool you.
However, since I don’t really have a poker face, I’m sure I said it without saying it anyway.