Mediocre Moose Maulings!!

The goffiks, emosexuals, and weeaboos all glare at you. How dare you be unhappy with the volume of their offensive music being played in a public area.

Soon they all swarm around you.
"Nazi preppy right wing"
"Foamy the squirrel said people like you stink, so I don't like you either!"
"Hey listen to my poetry I wrote! Crawling in my skin, crawlig in my skin, I tried so ahrd, and got so far, but in the end it doesn't even matter. Wake me up inside!"
"You are so baka! People like you are so not kawaii, It almost makes me lol!"
Oh my gosh, they actually said lol. Outloud. Seriously. Get out of here. Get out! No, they covered the only exit! You're trapped! The lights grow dark, their pale skin is starting to glow. It's just like Safeway all over again!

Why?! Why did I have to go buy shoes?! Why didn't I just buy a can opener?!

The moral of this story is, if you buy shoes, a bunch of annoying kids with no friends will all rip you to shreds.
End Of Story