I think one of the many reasons why I love playing Left 4 Dead is because of my local work place. The customers and even some of the employees could easily be related to zombies. I was stocking cereal today minding my own business when all of a sudden the cart of cereal I had behind me hits my ass. Turns out it was a fatass customer who was too fucking lazy to say pardon me, excuse me, or you’re in the way (probably because she was saving her energy for chewing)… She just stared at me with a bitchy expression on her face. waiting for me to move the cart aside because her ass wasn’t narrow enough to go down THE ENTIRE dairy section. For fucks sake is it too hard to say excuse me?
>Boomers.
