Yesterday was the second time in two weeks that someone asked me if I was on medication. One was a complete stranger. She also asked me if I was bipolar? I was at a basketball game and the lady was being a totally obnoxious (sp?) fan. I told her to shut up and that she was a stupid bitch. My mouth gets me in trouble ALL the time for stating the obvious. I just tend to say what everyone else is thinking. But people get riled up and yell at each other all the time at sporting events, so why would she say I am bipolar....it's not like I had a sign on my forehead....or did I? Maybe I forgot to take it off that day lol, i mean wtf?
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