So Im cruising around town last night, when I get a hankering for a nutty buddy. I pull into the DQ and walk up to the counter and ask the chubby girl behind the counter for my favorite snack. All of a sudden someone says "You like the nutty buddy so much, you must be a faggit or something" I turn around and this 6 foot 4 inch biker with giant muscles and tattoos is flexing at me, and scaring me shitless. Now Im 6-5 myself, and about 300 lbs, but this guy was a dangerous psychotic outlaw and I wasnt gonna mess with him, I just said "Im sorry Im diabetic I cant fight with you" he snickered and left. I turned around to pay and the chubby girl is snickering at me...so Im like what bitch, YOU want some? And shes like no...and Im like whomp, smack her upside her fat face with my highschool ring and she bounces back into the butterscotch dispenser...teach her to fuck with me...fucking cashiers dont know when to keep their mouth shut ya know?