BubbaGump
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Okay, so I'm in my comic book store, browsing teh shelves when this fat guy comes and stands right next to me.
No problem. I have nothing against fat people.
I go on my knees to look at some Batman paperbacks at the bottom of the shelves (I don't know why the "B's" are at the bottom). I'm just scanning the shelves when all of a sudden, a torrent of trade paperbacks fall on my head. I mean like--a dozen books. If he was any clumsier, I could've been hit on the cranium with Absolute Watchmen. And everyone knows how big that book is.
The guy goes, "Oh, haha. You shouldn't be down there, you know I'm looking at sh** here."
Not even an apology!!!
He picks up the books and doesn't even bother putting them back, then leaves, saying "See you later, cupcake."
And I muttered under my breath, "See you later, fatass."
I'm not going to act like a hero and say I beat the crap out of the guy in a comic book store. In fact, I didn't even do anything. I just stood there in shock. I'm skinny as hell, and this guy is about 3 times wider than me with tattoos on his legs (he was wearing shorts), and when he walked away, I could see his buttcrack. I didn't want to mess with him (why would I?), and I didn't want to leave that store with a black eye.
Don't you just hate people like that?
My head still hurts.
No problem. I have nothing against fat people.
I go on my knees to look at some Batman paperbacks at the bottom of the shelves (I don't know why the "B's" are at the bottom). I'm just scanning the shelves when all of a sudden, a torrent of trade paperbacks fall on my head. I mean like--a dozen books. If he was any clumsier, I could've been hit on the cranium with Absolute Watchmen. And everyone knows how big that book is.
The guy goes, "Oh, haha. You shouldn't be down there, you know I'm looking at sh** here."
Not even an apology!!!
He picks up the books and doesn't even bother putting them back, then leaves, saying "See you later, cupcake."
And I muttered under my breath, "See you later, fatass."
I'm not going to act like a hero and say I beat the crap out of the guy in a comic book store. In fact, I didn't even do anything. I just stood there in shock. I'm skinny as hell, and this guy is about 3 times wider than me with tattoos on his legs (he was wearing shorts), and when he walked away, I could see his buttcrack. I didn't want to mess with him (why would I?), and I didn't want to leave that store with a black eye.
Don't you just hate people like that?
My head still hurts.
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