A Staten Island woman buying pot from a local deli got into a misunderstanding with the cashier — who ended up macing her, dragging her outside by her hair, kicking her in the head and mistakenly calling her trans.
A Staten Island woman buying pot from a local deli got into a misunderstanding with the cashier — who ended up macing her, dragging her outside by her hair, kicking her in the head and mistakenly calling her trans.
I feel we need to change that little children’s rhyme to be a bit more accurate
“Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can lead to pogroms” or something like that
I’ve always been partial to “sticks and stones may break my bones but words can really hurt me”.
Sticks and stone may break my bones, but words will hurt forever
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but will make me gut ya.