I just lost a game of chicken to a little girl holding a big purple ball in the aisles of Target.
Not because I’m nice.
But because she was wearing one of those “Oh, hell naw. You don’t come into ma house an make me an my big purple ball move. Nuh uh.” looks on her face.
Seriously. You ever hear of a little thing called the running of the bulls?
It was like that. Except she was all the bulls. And she just walked along while holding a big purple ball.
I got out of her way and she just kept walking. Didn’t even turn around.
Little bad ass.
I’m pretty sure they’re just going to let her walk right out of the store with that ball.