Now, I'm sure many of you have encountered little craps in supermarkets. Little kids running about and knocking things over, being rude, walking all over their parents, you know the kind. But the worst are the biters. Yes, those little chickens that feel it is okay to bite you whenever they feel like it.
Okay, here's the best part. A biter got me today when I was grocery stopping. He broke the fudging skin, too. This was when the gears started turning, the moment I saw a tiny sprickle of blood on the little crap's teeth as he was grinning at me like the little chicken he is. I made my eyes get wide, and started screaming "CRAP! CRAP!." Now, my good friend, Tom we'll call him, was there too, and he instantly picked up on it. He started shouting "FUDGE! MAYBE HE DIDN'T GET IT! FUDGE!." By now, the kid is scared crapless and starts crying, and instantly, Mizz Mom appears out of nowhere and starts getting pissy at us for yelling at her kid.
Here's the kicker, I look her straight in the eye and say, "Mam, get your son tested as soon as possible, he just bit me and I'm... I'm FUDGING HIV POSITIVE." And now there is silence. Not a peep in the entire store. The brat knows he just fudgeed up big time because his mom isn't defending his ass. She just stares at me wide eyed. I walk away from them, buy my crap from the wide eyed cashier, all the while blood is dripping from my calf, making a nice little trail on the floor. And, just s we leave, we start to hear the mother sobbing. Sobbing like the chicken she is.
I have never felt any more satisfaction than the moment I heard that sob.
I'm just about to lose it...
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" Jeez dude. That was a shitty thing to do. And then brag about it? Maybe you should think long and hard about what you said about how you hate disrespectful behavior. Sure seems like you showed a bunch of it. Edit: I see it's not even a real story now. You,sir, are an idiot. "Since when are things posted on forums real stories?
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