Snake bites.
Unlike the general public, some people can be particularly violent, and insane. Almost like they go out of their way to do so. They wake up everyday saying "If and bearded fellow talks to me today, i'm gonna beat the crap out of him and make him beg for his life". This happens sometimes to me when i'm shopping. Take last night for perfect example. I'm at industrial, getting a deck. When FROM OUT OF NOWHERE, (and i use caps to emphasis how out of nowhere he came) this guy comes at me with a katana. A full blown, ninja katana . Pretty sharp too, cause as he stabbed at me it skimmed the meat on my lower back. You know what im talking about, the layer just before your kidneys. In natural retaliation, i pulled out my screwdriver i was planning on using to screw the trucks on my deck after i purchased it. I jammed it in his neck. No, no. I jammed it in his fuckin' neck. He quickly went down. But apparently, i had just shoved a screwdriver in the neck of the leader of a notoriously dangerous japanese gang, and his whole blade-wielding clan just had arrived from a quick dairy queen run, now all wanting to kill me dead. So i picked up the now screaming/gargling gang leaders sword, and got into my ready position. (which looks way cooler than i can explain.) After i had killed a few of the nameless henchmen, the feds showed up and i had to make a move out of there. I swear, these kind of incidents at the mall make me SO SICK AND TIRED of shopping. That, and the amount of scene kids on top of it all. I mean holy sweet mother of God. Everywhere i look heavily sprayed multicolored mullets left and right. It's like im at a Kiss concert in the 80's, and ive just ate a whole bunch of mushrooms. The drugs arnt really needed to make my point but you know what i mean. Even the industrial grip-tape slave who gripped my deck looked like a the lip-pierced clones i see walking around the mall. My biggest concern is how they are getting money to pay for all those hair products, piercings, and scene-clothes. It makes me think that they have sold their soul to Satan, for unlimited Mall gift-cards. which would explain why they are ALWAYS THERE. They have to be, its part of the satanic contract. They are imprisoned there for all eternity. It is nice to see some good old punk rockers though. Wearin the flags on their butts and whatnot. Those were the days, where did they go? Oh thats right, they grew up and got jobs at Wells Fargo. This is where i enter a sadface