I Had No Filter As A Kid
It wasn’t awkward for me, but it was for my mother. She does enjoy retelling the story, though. When I was much younger, around 5 or 6, we were at the grocery store. An obese woman walked passed us, and apparently, I just shouted, “would you look at the size of her!” at the top of my lungs. I was tossed in the cart, and my mother ran off as fast as she could.
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