Not Tonight Fat Kid, Not Tonight...
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It wasn't the fact that you jumped your 140lb 8yr old frame in front of me to greedily get your chubby mitts on the item I was reaching for when you had ZERO interest in it until you saw it. It's what your mother said to you when she arrived on the scene. First she scolded your sister for taking your glory. Then... then she said the words that would ruin your night...
"You can have whatever you want, honey."
Oh no you can't, you chubby *****.
My cousin and I went to Best Buy tonight because I wanted a new CD case and I have a triple rewards coupon. Well, I couldn't find one but my cousin remembered that he wanted to pick up an extra Wiimote for his buddy. So... we saunter on over to the video game section.
Wiimotes have been a pain in the *** to find, but I see two left. Two. That's it. Some douche-nozzle with his girlfriend cuts me off (I was walking a normal pace and not being a tool) and snatches the first one. Alright, one left.
Then it happened.
I'm literally reaching for the last one. Fat ***** is playing a game demo completely unaware of the controller. He sees me reaching for it and shoves himself between me and the shelf and grabs it. I was not impressed. At first I thought he just happened to get in the way and even said, "excuse me." Oh, was I wrong.
My cousin was majorly bummed. I was ready to just walk away and chalk it up to being a second too late. Then it happened.
Fat kid and his slightly less fat sister are arguing about something I can't quite understand (they aren't arguing in English). Fat kids mother, no feather weight herself, walks up, seperates them and says to the boy, "You can have whatever you want, sweetheart." NOT TONIGHT, lady! Not tonight.
So, I tell my cousin to sit tight for a second and let's see what pans out. I learn from listening to the dad and mom talk that they are going to buy a Wii. Wiis are sold out, *****es. I figure they'll find out the consoles are sold out and put the controller back. Easy kill. Otherwise I'm prepared to fight for it.
Oh, quick aside... the father is a guy I recognize as having come into a former workplace of mine and being a royal ********. This could be doubly sweet.
So, I wait patiently. Wondering what is going to happen. Wondering if I'm going to have to take the Wiimote by force or they'll give up and I'll get an easy victory.
A few minutes go by and I notice the kid has set the Wiimote by his feet while he plays the PS3 demo machine. Perfect. The Wiimote is on the shelf immediately in front of the kid, but he's put it slightly to his left. That was his big mistake. One he'll likely never forget.
I tell my cousin to be ready and move fairly close to the kids left wing. Act casual like I'm just wanting to play the game. Kid's sister comes up, says something and kid drops the controller and heads to his right. Oops.
Immediately I set the screen, pretending to play the game. Cousin swoops from around the shelf on the left and... the controller is gone. I immediately hear the kids sister ask where the controller is and chaos breaks loose. They can't find it. Yeah, because we've got it and you lose!
Dropping the controler and trying to hold my laughter I head towards the registers to meet up with my cousin. We pay and leave.
As we're getting in my car I see fat *****, chubby sister, tons of fun mom and dicknose dad... empty handed. Fat ***** is shedding tears.
SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT TTTTAAAAA!!
CN: Fat kid snakes Wiimote from me. His night is ruined when it's basically taken from under his nose by myself and my cousin. Payback is a *****, fatass.
Yeah, I think it's really funny. Yeah, I'm an *******.
"You can have whatever you want, honey."
Oh no you can't, you chubby *****.
My cousin and I went to Best Buy tonight because I wanted a new CD case and I have a triple rewards coupon. Well, I couldn't find one but my cousin remembered that he wanted to pick up an extra Wiimote for his buddy. So... we saunter on over to the video game section.
Wiimotes have been a pain in the *** to find, but I see two left. Two. That's it. Some douche-nozzle with his girlfriend cuts me off (I was walking a normal pace and not being a tool) and snatches the first one. Alright, one left.
Then it happened.
I'm literally reaching for the last one. Fat ***** is playing a game demo completely unaware of the controller. He sees me reaching for it and shoves himself between me and the shelf and grabs it. I was not impressed. At first I thought he just happened to get in the way and even said, "excuse me." Oh, was I wrong.
My cousin was majorly bummed. I was ready to just walk away and chalk it up to being a second too late. Then it happened.
Fat kid and his slightly less fat sister are arguing about something I can't quite understand (they aren't arguing in English). Fat kids mother, no feather weight herself, walks up, seperates them and says to the boy, "You can have whatever you want, sweetheart." NOT TONIGHT, lady! Not tonight.
So, I tell my cousin to sit tight for a second and let's see what pans out. I learn from listening to the dad and mom talk that they are going to buy a Wii. Wiis are sold out, *****es. I figure they'll find out the consoles are sold out and put the controller back. Easy kill. Otherwise I'm prepared to fight for it.
Oh, quick aside... the father is a guy I recognize as having come into a former workplace of mine and being a royal ********. This could be doubly sweet.
So, I wait patiently. Wondering what is going to happen. Wondering if I'm going to have to take the Wiimote by force or they'll give up and I'll get an easy victory.
A few minutes go by and I notice the kid has set the Wiimote by his feet while he plays the PS3 demo machine. Perfect. The Wiimote is on the shelf immediately in front of the kid, but he's put it slightly to his left. That was his big mistake. One he'll likely never forget.
I tell my cousin to be ready and move fairly close to the kids left wing. Act casual like I'm just wanting to play the game. Kid's sister comes up, says something and kid drops the controller and heads to his right. Oops.
Immediately I set the screen, pretending to play the game. Cousin swoops from around the shelf on the left and... the controller is gone. I immediately hear the kids sister ask where the controller is and chaos breaks loose. They can't find it. Yeah, because we've got it and you lose!
Dropping the controler and trying to hold my laughter I head towards the registers to meet up with my cousin. We pay and leave.
As we're getting in my car I see fat *****, chubby sister, tons of fun mom and dicknose dad... empty handed. Fat ***** is shedding tears.
SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT TTTTAAAAA!!
CN: Fat kid snakes Wiimote from me. His night is ruined when it's basically taken from under his nose by myself and my cousin. Payback is a *****, fatass.
Yeah, I think it's really funny. Yeah, I'm an *******.
Originally Posted by flatline
that was the longest post i have ever read.... AND TOTALLY WORTH IT!!!
STupid fat *****!!!
STupid fat *****!!!
+1
normally i dont like to read longer posts.. but this was well worth it!
hahahaa
mad props for you.
i hate lil kid dick****s that do that sort of thing. props for getting even. lil kid or not... deserved to learn a lesson in karma.
karma's a ***** aint it *********a!
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Good for you Ryan.
I, personally would have made an effort to clearly ****** it from that fat bastards sausage-sized fingers and would have laughed in his face as he went crying and screaming to his parents... And if the parents said anything to me, I would have just said "Sorry, I don't speak English" in my most perfect American accent.
That's just me though... Your method however was probably more suitable for those who don't enjoy conflicts.
I, personally would have made an effort to clearly ****** it from that fat bastards sausage-sized fingers and would have laughed in his face as he went crying and screaming to his parents... And if the parents said anything to me, I would have just said "Sorry, I don't speak English" in my most perfect American accent.
That's just me though... Your method however was probably more suitable for those who don't enjoy conflicts.


