MANWHORE
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My wife works with...I wouldn't call them mentally retarted. I guess i would describe them to be more like the people in One Flew Over The CooCoos Nest 
Crazy people but i love them. They all know me when i stop by,and they all run up to me to shake my hand. They all have their little things they do,like 1 guy always has his hand out asking for someone to slap him 5,1 ladie steals everything she can(even toilet paper )but she is sweet,1 guy falls asleep standing when someone rubs his nose,1 guy everyone calls the major because he thinks he knows everyone when they come in... Well,they went bowling today,so i stopped by. I knew who this 1 guy was,but i forget names,so i asked my wife what his name was,because i seen him walking around not bowling. He came by to talk and looked happy but looked like he needed a friend. After my wife reminded me of his name,she went on to tell me that he used to work with his brother in construction and was fine until he fell on his head. I don't know why it got to me so much,but i felt so bad. I saw he was by the video game,so i went over put a few quaters in and played with him. He can talk just fine,but he repeats alot of what he says but doesn't LOOK mentally challenged. I figured he would be able to push the buttons on his own but my wife had to help him. He looked like he was more into watching the screen and didn't pay much attention on the controls. I've been around these people many times before but never really got to me before.I guess it's because i was thinking about it more today than any other day. I almost had tears in my eyes while i was driving home. This other big black guy Cleo loves to knit. he just knits one long piece of yarn and never makes it into anything he always runs out of yarn,so i keep telling my wife that we need to get him some. It's amazing how much energy they have and how happy they are to just run around. Sometimes i just want to act like a kid again and run around with them I get jealous sometimes. Well,that was my day.
Crazy people but i love them. They all know me when i stop by,and they all run up to me to shake my hand. They all have their little things they do,like 1 guy always has his hand out asking for someone to slap him 5,1 ladie steals everything she can(even toilet paper )but she is sweet,1 guy falls asleep standing when someone rubs his nose,1 guy everyone calls the major because he thinks he knows everyone when they come in... Well,they went bowling today,so i stopped by. I knew who this 1 guy was,but i forget names,so i asked my wife what his name was,because i seen him walking around not bowling. He came by to talk and looked happy but looked like he needed a friend. After my wife reminded me of his name,she went on to tell me that he used to work with his brother in construction and was fine until he fell on his head. I don't know why it got to me so much,but i felt so bad. I saw he was by the video game,so i went over put a few quaters in and played with him. He can talk just fine,but he repeats alot of what he says but doesn't LOOK mentally challenged. I figured he would be able to push the buttons on his own but my wife had to help him. He looked like he was more into watching the screen and didn't pay much attention on the controls. I've been around these people many times before but never really got to me before.I guess it's because i was thinking about it more today than any other day. I almost had tears in my eyes while i was driving home. This other big black guy Cleo loves to knit. he just knits one long piece of yarn and never makes it into anything he always runs out of yarn,so i keep telling my wife that we need to get him some. It's amazing how much energy they have and how happy they are to just run around. Sometimes i just want to act like a kid again and run around with them I get jealous sometimes. Well,that was my day.
