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Zhoech

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Now, I'm sure many of you have encountered little shits 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 bastards 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 funking skin, too. This was when the gears started turning, the moment I saw a tiny sprickle of blood on the little sheet's teeth as he was grinning at me like the little jabroni he is. I made my eyes get wide, and started screaming "sheet! sheet!." Now, my good friend, Tom we'll call him, was there too, and he instantly picked up on it. He started shouting "funk! MAYBE HE DIDN'T GET IT! funk!". By now, the kid is scared shitless and starts crying, and instantly, Mizz mommy 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, "mommy'am, get your son tested as soon as possible, he just bit me and I'm... I'm funking HIV POSITIVE." And now there is silence. Not a peep in the entire store. The brat knows he just funked up big time because his mommy isn't defending his ass. She just stares at me wide eyed. I walk away from them, buy my sheet from the wide eyed cashier, all the while blood is dripping from my calf, making a nice little trail on the floor. And, just as we leave, we start to hear the mommy sobbing. Sobbing like the jabroni she is. I have never felt any more satisfaction than the moment I heard that sob. I'm not really HIV Positive, but that little sheet must've gotten in a fuckheap of trouble.

 

 

Is epic.

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