Okay, so some of you guys know I'm sick, and I obviously stayed home today. This doesn't mean I don't have to go and do chores. What I had to do today was go to the supermarket and get some milk. That's it. So while I'm walking, I'm coughing very hardly, my eyes were strained and shut. Due to this, I accidentally bump into some rich spray-tanned douche bag. As an impulse, I say, Sorry sir. His answer, Goddamn Mics. I kept walking. If weren't so sick I would've kicked this guy in the balls as hard as I can. Yet, I didn't. (He called me a mic because of my appearance and character; freckly, boston accent) He was definitely not from around here. He had a suit and proper attire, probably on a business trip or something.
I don't like people like this. (Yeah I edited it)