power of the poop machine

I have always been told by friends that I can often have an intimidating look about me. But the other night at the local Wal-mart store I was in a rather pissy mood and I know that this is from all of the dumb fucks that I was surrounded by. So, I must’ve had an exceptionally mean look on my face, yet while waiting to check out, the baby of the people in front of me started looking at me over the dads shoulder and gave me the cutest little smile. This in turn changed my whole Kill ‘em all thought process into a 5 min. game of peek-a-boo (of which there are no losers). Odd how a small smile from a little poop machine can make you forget your problems.