Someone was following me last night.
Normally I'm not disturbed by these kinds of things. I've been a city boy all my life, and then some.
But it was dark out, and you never know these days.
Could I take him? Gouge his eyes out with the car keys maybe. I'd have to warn him first.
Stand my ground. Look him in the eye. Flinch not.
Why are you following me? Stop following me!!
OH SHIT.
Then I realized I was on Twitter.
I put the car keys away.
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