Okay, I know I can trust y'all with this one, since I'll probably never meet of of you in real life.
When I was 4 or 5, me and my mom were in the bus. I was just sitting there, and I hear her whispering to my brother about something. When I asked her what it was, she just whispered to me "a little person". When I looked around, I did find a midget (can I just use that word), but since I was that little, I didn't know what a midget was. So when I saw the person, I'm telling you, it looked like a miniature version of Hank Hill
(x). I was so little, so I just said "it's so cute, the person is so cute".
I feel bad for the person, but what can I say, I was so young. I remember the person getting off on the next stop.
and ran off
there's much more to the story but I rather not talk about it.
i wanted to hear that story
