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I went to the store and this old man asked me if I knew who he was, I said "no I don't know who you are? Who are you?" He wouldn't tell me who he was and then he turned his head around like the exorcist girl mixed with beetle-guise eyes poking out of his old white flakey and wrinkly skin. I proceeded to pay for my cigarillo and coffee as he tried make all sorts of weird noises behind me. So what did I do after I paid. I looked really hard at him with a course stare into his eyes that were almost to the back of his head yet still staring at mine. And then I farted.
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