Avaunt thee
Ever frequent a cafe where a couple of the regulars make you want to commit varied colorful acts of violence? I'm trying to read HASA fanfic, that's my new thing that I'm doing between semesters these days. Why do you have to ruin my cultural experience with your ignoble presence? One of you reeks of urine and never-washed flesh--yea, I smell it three feet away--and the other is a womanizing creep.
These douches come equipped with an expansive sense of entitlement. One time when I was occupying an armchair, they apparently wanted it for themselves, and His Pungeancy threw down newspapers dramatically on the tables flanking the chair. No dice. Next His Chauvency began kicking my legs 'accidentally,' swinging his feet about in an adjacent chair. Nope, sirrahs, not moving, and stop kicking me. We have not been friends since. This time they sat down with some woman nearby and somehow ingratiated themselves to her (lady, you should see how they behave when your back is turned), and I believe they were having choice words about me, irritated yet again that I did not vacate my chair to make way for the stench and rudeness of them.
These douches come equipped with an expansive sense of entitlement. One time when I was occupying an armchair, they apparently wanted it for themselves, and His Pungeancy threw down newspapers dramatically on the tables flanking the chair. No dice. Next His Chauvency began kicking my legs 'accidentally,' swinging his feet about in an adjacent chair. Nope, sirrahs, not moving, and stop kicking me. We have not been friends since. This time they sat down with some woman nearby and somehow ingratiated themselves to her (lady, you should see how they behave when your back is turned), and I believe they were having choice words about me, irritated yet again that I did not vacate my chair to make way for the stench and rudeness of them.