‘scuse me?

… you talk too much … I just can’t believe the things that you say …

I was walking through the parking lot of the grocery store last night and there was a woman making her way between some of the cars. She was talking to herself as we passed each other and what I heard was, “Praise god for giving me breasts”. She kept rambling away as she walked, but I did have to wonder what she was thinking about.

Either that, or she’s just one of the many loony people here who talk to themselves on the street — homeless people seem to be the worst offenders.