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Thursday, August 12, 2004


The Secret Lives of Bureaucrats

So, I was sitting on the subway today, and there was a guy standing in front of me, holding on to one of the poles. And as he shifted his weight around with the movement of the subway car, I could see the muscles in his arm flex and bulge. And I was suddenly struck with the desire to grab his arm at the wrist, and take a huge bite out of the meaty part of it, like it was a giant chicken wing.

That went on for a few seconds. And then, you know, I stopped feeling like that.

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