Dear twatwaffle cunt who had nothing better to do than to stare blankly, with your nasty mouth wide open like you’re trying to catch flies, at me while I’m at the gas station rocking my crying baby in my arms trying to to calm her. Are you trying to get your ass beat? Cause that’s how you get your ass beat. Stupid fucking dumb shithead. Some where out there is a plant working tirelessly to produce oxygen and you owe it an apology for even existing. Next time I catch you staring, I’ll give you something to stare at and it’ll be the last thing you ever see. Shit for brains.