Muttering about kids poking you and calling people cunts. Then I moved to get out of your way so you could get off at 42nd and you muttered "MOVE" at me when I was. You are mean and hate-filled and most likely mental but not in a good way. Also you can't apply lipstick for shit and it's the wrong color for you. I see you again I'm going to trip you and go, "Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" BITCH.