A 125 Word Short Story

J. Marshall

Rodney wasn’t messing around with the dude that had accidentally bumped him in the parking lot. He didn’t care if this guy was bigger than him, didn’t care that he had tattoo tears, didn’t care if he looked a little bit crazy.

“Bitch ass motherfucker!” Rodney shouted into his face. “Think you can bump into me, huh? I’m about to pop the trunk on your ass! Oh…