Now, I’m sure many of you have encountered little shits in
supermarkets. Little kids running about and knocking things over, being
rude, walking all over their parents, you know the kind. But the worst
are the biters. Yes, those little cunts that feel it is okay to bite
you whenever they feel like it. Okay, here’s the best part. A biter got
me today when I was grocery stopping. He broke the fucking skin, too.
This was when the gears started turning, the moment I saw a tiny
sprinkle of blood on the little shit’s teeth as he was grinning at me
like the little cunt he is. I made my eyes get wide, and started
screaming “SHIT! SHIT!.” Now, my good friend, Tom we’ll call him, was
there too, and he instantly picked up on it. He started shouting “FUCK!
MAYBE HE DIDN’T GET IT! FUCK!”. By now, the kid is scared shitless and
starts crying, and instantly, Mizz Mom appears out of nowhere and
starts getting pissy at us for yelling at her kid. Here’s the kicker, I
look her straight in the eye and say, “Ma'am, get your son tested as
soon as possible, he just bit me and I’m… I’m FUCKING HIV POSITIVE.”
And now there is silence. Not a peep in the entire store. The brat
knows he just fucked up big time because his mom isn’t defending his
ass. She just stares at me wide eyed. I walk away from them, buy my
shit from the wide eyed cashier, all the while blood is dripping from
my calf, making a nice little trail on the floor. And, just as we
leave, we start to hear the mother sobbing. Sobbing like the cunt she
is. I have never felt any more satisfaction than the moment I heard
that sob. I'm not really HIV Positive, but that little shit must've
gotten in a fuckheap of trouble.