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Wow. I almost had to beat up a woman this morning!

I was walking Kat to work, and a good thing, too. Right after we got out the door, there was a woman on the corner, yelling at someone we couldn't see.

"Hmm, maybe we should watch out, because there may be a very scary individual on the other side of the corner there, and we don't want to get in the middle of that."

But the woman crossed the street, and no one followed her. She was looking in random directions, yelling, and swinging her arms around. Sad, but not especially unusual.

As we came closer to the intersection, though, genius Kat had to keep watching her, eventually making eye contact. So, crazy woman continued yelling random stuff we couldn't really understand, so we stopped paying attention.

Until we heard,"She's cute! I want to f* her! I'm going to f* her! Do you share? Hey, a*hole, I'm talkin' to you!"

Still, not a big deal, just funny, and we figured she'd stop after a block or so. Arguing with crazy people isn't exactly a productive use of time.

We walk another couple blocks with crazy woman at a constant distance behind us, not making any moves toward us or anything, when the things she said started changing.

"I'm stalking her! There, I've told you! I've said it! What are you going to do about it? Nothing, that's what! How ya gonna prove it? You can't! I'm going to kill her! I'm going to throw her off the bridge! I've done it before!"

So, at this point, I thought,"I'm going to have to beat up a girl! A crazy girl, but it's still a girl!"

Fortunately for everyone but unfortunately for the story, apparently she hated black people more than she hated us, because a guy walking by with headphones distracted her and she followed him around for a bit. He argued with her a lot, so maybe he was a little nuts, too. By the time I dropped Kat off and walked back, I didn't see crazy woman again.

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