Botre Posted March 10, 2015 Posted March 10, 2015 I was walking down the street the other day, minding my own weird business, when I suddenly noticed this well-dressed person walking on the other side of the sreet: fancy blazer, leather shoes, nice shirt, sunglasses, thick, full hair; you know: the whole package. It was almost intimidating, so much that it really took a while for my brain to process that this person must have been something like 12 years old. Walking about ten feet infront of this little guy, was his mother, and I know she was who I say she is, because the kid was yelling some mean disturbing shit at her like it was nothing. KID:"Ay woman... woman... *whistle* ... I want some fucking Red Bull" She stops. At this point, I'm fucking psyched because... I'm about to expect some kind of reality tv super rage breakdown scene. I also stop walking. KID: "Ay what you looking at my mom for?". Boom I part of the scene know. ME: "I'm gonna fuck your mommy, also... you're drinking bull jizz". Kid got really mad, tries to cross over the street, gets run over by a huge truck.