THE PEASANT LIFE

Today, my business partner and i were cruising along a thoroughfare when a bus cut in front of us at a busy intersection. After shouting token slurs stereotyping him as an asian who can't drive, we ended up rolling up by his side and hurling actual abuse and saliva at him. Rob called him a PEASANT and asked him quite concerned how a bus driver's wage supports his peasant family! Fair quesions no?
WELL, the peasant driver decided to coin a brilliant comeback, accusing us of being PEDOPHILES! Shock, hurt, horror, gasps we went through it all - we were touched to the deepest pores of our SOULS man..but anyway, it was a pretty crude argument and best of all as we driving along our seperate voyages through life, a big fat green golly of a spit landed on his window just as he licked his index finger as if to go tttttttttttttssssst.
So suck on that all you peasants living peasant lives feasting on scraps and generally feeling like the dregs of society that feel like they have accuse random 20 year old's of being pedophiles.

P.S im not knocking all bus drivers as peasants, i think they do a stirringly BORING but necessary job, I am just talking ot all those extraverted and closet PEASANTS that block access to public urinals, that wipe our winshields on main streets, that ramble and rave with themselves, who's best and only friend is really a ragged mut of a dog.....
The Peasant Life.