So I'm walking in Philly, you know just getting some fresh air, when all of a sudden I see TOM FUCKING FULP walk out of Starbucks with his Abercrombie & Fitch sweater. I shit myself and immediatly followed him. I was going to ask him if he could give me a Daily Feature or something. So he sits down at a table and sips his coffee and I sat down next to him. He looked up at me and said words that I will never forget.
"What the fuck do you want?"
I giggled in glee and introduced myself. Then he backhanded me right across my face. I was getting kinda teary but I wouldn't leave without an autograph. I gave him a piece of paper and he signed the most beautful autograph ever!
"Get the fuck away from me" -Tom Fulp
I started to piss myself in my seat. He looked at me in disgust and flipped my chair over. My head hit the concrete and I started to cry but managed to mutter out my last words.
"I love you Tom"
He stepped on my face and I just woke up in the hospital 3 hours ago. I can barely talk and I think he broke my jaw, but I will never forget the day I met Tom Fulp.