Blorf
When you unite the German peoples just right.
I abstain from voting this time because I'm too petty to accept getting outvoted.
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Kazig Blorf Winter_Wolf Historical Storyteller
Bill groans a bit as he steps aside to let the girl in.
"Thank you..."
Episode IV: Carl
My name is Carl. I am a...
-Police Officer
-Waiter
Kazig Blorf Historical Storyteller
(Coin flip!)
Carl breathed in deeply like he was about to let loose with all of his profanity, and just sighed, letting go of his thoughts of revenge.
As the customer up front got their coffee, that damn cutter stepped up. "I'd like a-"
"No, sir. I'm busy taking -his- order;" the barista says, pointing as Carl. "Would you come up, please?"
The cutter started to protest. "Hey wait just a minute, I was here before him!"
The barista shakes his head, while smiling. "Unfortunately, what you said earlier contradicts that. Now if you want something, you'll have to move to the back of the line."
Carl grins as well, giving the staredown to the angry man walking back near the entrance. He steps up to the counter. "Hey, Carl! The usual, right?"
"You got it, Kirk. Thanks for dealing with that; that asshole was starting to piss me off."
"No problem." The payment is processed, and Carl takes his coffee.
As soon as Carl walks outside, the cutter is waiting outside. One glance is all it takes for him to say "Fuck you".
"..."
"Fuck me for what? All I did was buy some coffee."
"Ya shouldn't have cut in line, boy."
Flatten this fucker.
(By 'flatten' I mean whoop his ass)
CHAOTICLAWFUL