So I've been picking up off shifts managing a Mcdonalds trying to save up a little money, and this fat bitch and her chubby monkey/son come into the store.
The kid's a real class act, complete with Naruto shirt and little gay-mordial baby blue basketball shorts. Just a complete little shit; even had candy on his shirt, the whole nine yards. The kinda kid you KNOW is going to be using "asbergers" atss an excuse for acting like a complete dick in middle school.
Anyways, so this little shit stain starts imperiously demanding we clean a table after he blatantly spills shit all over it. The problem? McD's corporate "handicapable" policy means I've gotta have at least one cripple on staff as per population quota, and it's Jimmy's night out.
So Jimmy hobbles over there with a rag and bends down to pick up this shit stains frenchfry, and the little cock sucker who's never had a hard dick in his life starts laughing about how he should "suck it while he's down there...hur hur..."
So what does Jimmy do?
GRABS HIS COCK.
Kid flips out, Mom flips out, Jimmy doesn't give a shit because I can't fire him, and I spend the next 30 minutes explaining to this bitch that she needs to fuck off and get out of my store.
People need to fucking raise their goddamn kids better, fucking christ.
This is a song about death. It's on mandolin.
Hate is the first step to all solutions.
You will not end bigotry until you learn to hate it.
