I fucking hate fatass slobs that try to engage in small talk. I went out about half an hour ago to buy a fruit salad and while on the line, some ugly fat shit wearing suspenders says "hi." I look back and say "hi" and ignore him. He then goes on to some little rant about the prices and whatnot and he says,
"excuse me what's your name?"
And I tell him, "you don't need to know."
He then murmurs to himself and says, well "I'll call you Michael. My boy is called michael, michael mind saving my spot...
And I go off saying, fuck off you fat piece of shit, stop bothering me and stop talking to me. For fucks sakes, what is it with these kikes [he was wearing a kippah]
He then looks offended as if it's all MY fault and looks like he's about to cry, I get the fruit salad and throw it on his chest so hard that he stumbles back and kiwi and melons chunks go flying everywhere.
I then rush out so fucking pissed. I'm now HUNGRY, wasted about a quarter of an hour on the line, AND FUCKING PISSED.
Not to mention I can't go back there anymore. The cash register gal probably thinks I'm a psycho.
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Fuck off faggot. You're a shit poster, don't ever post again.
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Fruit salad, YUMMY YUMMY.
Whose kid is this?
sucks for you homie
Fruit salad is like sex in a fucking can.
Fat people bring food everywhere. I bet the fucker has a box of crackers or cookies sitting in his car that he eat between trips.
I don't know about sex in a can but your right it's pretty good stuff
STFU hippy
go eat your grain cereal
faggot
But still, Veggie much.