What does that even mean? Am I supposed to be bothered by it for some reason? You keep posting it and I don't know why.
There was a kid, well not a kid as he was five years older then me, that I worked with at McDade's warehouse on Pershing when I was a kid. All he did was load and unload the freight elevator. All he ever said to anyone was "Happy Halloween". That was his answer for everything, his hello, good-bye and he said it with that high pitched bass voice with a Down's drawl. His name was Jimmy Mac, name changed to protect the innocent, and we loved him. Every morning, hey Jimmy, "Happy Halloween". After a while the novelty wore off and he was just another guy that had a mental/genomic handicap, much like you. Jimmy's story is better than your's though because one day a whole skid of DP350 Home Gyms got jammed in the freight elevator and the whole dock stopped and watched that cute little gnome grab each individual package that weighed in at 350 pounds, strip out of the jammed up pile, scream out "Happy Halloween" and pitch that fucker like 13 feet to the dock. By the time he was done, we were all screaming "Happy Halloween", and he'd pitch another one out. It was an impressive feat of strength, even if it was retard strength, it was still impressive.
I know you aren't smart, but can you lift heavy things?
Hope that helps,
FDC
