Oh. I didn’t know, that you didn’t know, that that wouldn’t happen when you call two dudes who are in love the f word in a crowded public place. I don’t know them anymore then you know them apparently, but when I took the seat next to you, I actually thought all three of you were together by the way you were talking with them. As I am listening to your patronize thicken, I can tell by one dudes confined ‘I want to prison stab you’ facials, that you are in fact not with them.
Word to the wise: Don’t insult a stranger in front of a stranger, then walk away to use the restroom and not expect your seat to be slightly moved out from under you when sitting back down. You have the syndrome of a fuck-face.
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