On Friday as I was loading my car preparing to head to Seabeck for my brother’s wedding weekend I was cursed. There I was minding my own business loading up my car when a homeless man approached me. He stood there looking at me for what seemed like an eternity as I pretended not to see him. And there was no way not to really see him as his smell told the story of his nearness.
As I’m finishing up and head to the drivers side to get in and go, he follows me and then yells out curses. Not curse word, but voodoo curses. He was babbling something about cursing me and my future children.
I’m not sure what prompted this man to approach me or curse me and my unborn, but the jokes on him really as I plan to not populate the planet with my offspring.
CW
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