I wish death upon some people

[WasteMan]

I truly do wish death upon some of the people that come into my uncle's store

See the story starts out with me constructing a massive sandwich. I sit down take one bite out of it and I'm in heaven. Before I could get into the second bite a fat woman comes in the store with her daughter. Right off the bat she pisses me off because shes asking tons of questions. It's ok to ask me questions for 15 minutes if you end up buying something but if you don't you should die. Then she pulls on of my biggest pet peeves ever.
"oh I really hope you don't mind but can I use your bathroom?"
The store only has a bathroom in the back and its not for customers but out of the goodness of my heart I said yes. Inside my head I said
"FUK YOU! B!TCH!"
I show her to the bathroom and sit down at my desk again. At this point I'm staring at her daughter who's playing with everything she can get her hands on. She's taking stuff off the wall and putting it back in the wrong spots and just making a mess in general. I say nothing and sit there as my blood boils.
Five minutes later the b!tch is still in the bathroom. I start to suspect the worst. A minute later my suspicion is confirmed as I smell the rancid stench of a fat womans shit rolling through the store until every square inch of oxygen is contaminated with death. I get furious as her daughter continues to run a muck in my store. Another ten minutes go by and she finally emerges. She walks back up to the front of the store, grabs her daughter with her unwashed hand and says
"thanks"
She walks out leaving me in her stench. She purchased nothing. Spent a total of zero pond. I say nothing. I see her pull out of the parking lot and I slam my sandwich into the garbage.
"FUKING B!TCH!"

[1_londoner]

Five minutes later the b!tch is still in the bathroom. I start to suspect the worst. A minute later my suspicion is confirmed as I smell the rancid stench of a fat womans shit rolling through the store until every square inch of oxygen is contaminated with death. I get furious as her daughter continues to run a muck in my store. Another ten minutes go by and she finally emerges. She walks back up to the front of the store, grabs her daughter with her unwashed hand and says
"thanks"
She walks out leaving me in her stench. She purchased nothing. Spent a total of zero pond. I say nothing. I see her pull out of the parking lot and I slam my sandwich into the garbage.
"FUKING B!TCH!"

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahaha

[1nemansquad]

nayaa Basra, this is how you suppose to write an awesome story; I could feel the passion through this piece. i hope that fat b!tch dies too.

[1_londoner]

Again

[Madd_Scientist_]

[Basra-]

istaqfurulah, i was afraid i was one of them. What a relief!

[WasteMan]

^i wish i could rape you and get away with it

[Basra-]

I hope u r not talking to me Mr. saqajaan.

[WasteMan]

sorry basra, i am a Qaniis. I like boyz.

[Basra-]

[quote="WasteMan"]sorry basra, i am a Qaniis. I like boyz. [/quote]



That makes sense then.

[WasteMan]

subhanallah your sick

[Basra-]

[quote="WasteMan"]subhanallah your sick [/quote]


You r correct i am sick, sick of u!!

[WasteMan]

Nayaa change my comment above, its not funny anymore

[Megatron]

Purty fuggin disgustin. But still funny as hell.

[Mystic_Angel]

thanks for the laugh wasteman..