I was in my car queuing for parking at plaza sing. It was a long queue. When it was about to my turn, 2 cars cut the long long queue and went in front. At the food court, I was queuing for food, a man behind me just couldnt speak properly to his daughter/grandchild/mutant kid:
Old man: You want veggie with your rice, arh? Arhh? ARRRHH?
(I was almost deaf by then, and yet he repeated himself)
daughter/grandchild/mutant kid: the Veggie got gravy one is it?
(She then walked in front of me, OMG, she must have weighed as much as me but was half my height)
So when I was at the cashier, I have not even ordered yet, this irritating man reached around me to get a tray and put it in front of me. I was flabbergasted! He then took another tray, but i gave him a glare, and he stopped half way and so the tray daggled from his hand. What's wrong with SPORES?
At the public toilet, the cubicle floor was covered in an intricate pattern of pee. The person before me must had taken much effort to miss every part of the toilet bowel.
In conclusion, ugly SPORES cannot queue, talk too loudly, breed mutant children and can't aim for a target underneath their noses.
King Cheetah