Storm in and tell him off
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| - | Infuriated, you stomped up to his front door and, without knocking, threw it open. The farmhand looked up in panic, dick still in his hand, as you stormed through the door, your face livid with anger. He quickly hiked up his jeans, looking almost as angry as you. The two of you had a shouting match in which you berated him for being late and he told you to mind your own damn business and | + | Infuriated, you stomped up to his front door and, without knocking, threw it open. The farmhand looked up in panic, dick still in his hand, as you stormed through the door, your face livid with anger. He quickly hiked up his jeans, looking almost as angry as you. The two of you had a shouting match in which you berated him for being late and he told you to mind your own damn business and not come barging into his house. |
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Revision as of 00:54, 21 April 2016
Infuriated, you stomped up to his front door and, without knocking, threw it open. The farmhand looked up in panic, dick still in his hand, as you stormed through the door, your face livid with anger. He quickly hiked up his jeans, looking almost as angry as you. The two of you had a shouting match in which you berated him for being late and he told you to mind your own damn business and not come barging into his house.
