Bet She Didn’t Vote For Sarah Barracuda . . .

Two black women on the cross-Brooklyn G train at rush hour. Big, middle-aged; one woman talking to her friend: 

” He tried to get me to eat something that looked like Bambi! He bring it back in the truck all bleedin’ all over the place, but I said no, no, no – get it out of here!! Ain’t no way I was gonna eat that!”