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I am a comic book geek, and I thought I would share this story with you, it's from another forum I'm on and it was about people who don't bathe very often.
I actually kicked a guy out of my local comic shop for being grotesque. I've known the shop owners since I was 12, and we're pretty good pals. During this event, the guy who works behind the register there is very nice, but he's very sensitive and non-confrontational. The young woman working there during the event, who is in college, and is very quiet and very shy talks only to customers when they're checking out, or to me and a couple of others she has now known for a couple of years.
When this guy came into the shop we had to open the doors and turn the fans and the air conditioning as high as possible, but you could still smell this guy. He then proceeded to burp, and break wind as loudly as possible, and giggle about it afterwards. The guy was wearing black shoes that used to be white, sweatpants that were covered in stains of various substances, a tshirt two sizes to small for his XXXXXL frame, glasses that looked like they were used for a petri dish, unwashed hair, obviously didn't brush teeth ever, crusty eyes, unshaven, had dirty streaks on his arms and back of neck.
Well, his funk didn't get him kicked out, it was the fact that he kept following the girl around the store, getting so close his belly kept touching her on the elbow, forearm, etc. The last straw was when she was filling the comics on the bottom row, she was kind of squatting with her feet below her, and her rump a little in the air, he walked up behind her, and got close enough behind her that his crotch touched her rear end.
She let out a scream as if the devil himself touched her, I ran over and grabbed the guy by the back of shirt, grabbed his right arm, locked it behind him, and walked him over to the door and pushed him outside. He started to scream at me, but the guy working the register picked the phone up and was getting ready to call the police. The nasty guy saw this and walked away, I haven't seen him since.
I talked to the girl, and what really scared her was the guy had an erection, and that's what had actually touched her rear end. So, after being the hero for about five minutes, I went out with her a couple of times, but it didn't work out, but she's still an awesome friend.
I actually kicked a guy out of my local comic shop for being grotesque. I've known the shop owners since I was 12, and we're pretty good pals. During this event, the guy who works behind the register there is very nice, but he's very sensitive and non-confrontational. The young woman working there during the event, who is in college, and is very quiet and very shy talks only to customers when they're checking out, or to me and a couple of others she has now known for a couple of years.
When this guy came into the shop we had to open the doors and turn the fans and the air conditioning as high as possible, but you could still smell this guy. He then proceeded to burp, and break wind as loudly as possible, and giggle about it afterwards. The guy was wearing black shoes that used to be white, sweatpants that were covered in stains of various substances, a tshirt two sizes to small for his XXXXXL frame, glasses that looked like they were used for a petri dish, unwashed hair, obviously didn't brush teeth ever, crusty eyes, unshaven, had dirty streaks on his arms and back of neck.
Well, his funk didn't get him kicked out, it was the fact that he kept following the girl around the store, getting so close his belly kept touching her on the elbow, forearm, etc. The last straw was when she was filling the comics on the bottom row, she was kind of squatting with her feet below her, and her rump a little in the air, he walked up behind her, and got close enough behind her that his crotch touched her rear end.
She let out a scream as if the devil himself touched her, I ran over and grabbed the guy by the back of shirt, grabbed his right arm, locked it behind him, and walked him over to the door and pushed him outside. He started to scream at me, but the guy working the register picked the phone up and was getting ready to call the police. The nasty guy saw this and walked away, I haven't seen him since.
I talked to the girl, and what really scared her was the guy had an erection, and that's what had actually touched her rear end. So, after being the hero for about five minutes, I went out with her a couple of times, but it didn't work out, but she's still an awesome friend.
That is so gross. God, I would've seen if he gotten into a car and got a license plate or something. That poor girl.
) but honestly, considering that the "f-cking f-gs" in that comic could probably destroy human civilization if properly motivated, I could care less about sexual preference. In fact, continuing off topic, that's one of the things that I LIKE about the comic; the Authority may be a very unusual family, but damn if they aren't entertaining.
I think I just lost 10 geek points
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