I'd finally come to the end of yet another long, grueling night of walking around Denton and reading my e-book, when I noticed that I was out of smokes. So, I went into Walgreens to buy a pack for one last lap around the town, and the guy in line behind me tossed a box of condoms onto the counter and said to the clerk, "Hey man, these are used. Do I get a discount? Heh heh heh. Heh... heh. Heh. Ahem...
Now, let me ask
you... have you ever been present when a bad joke was delivered, and
nobody laughed, and everybody - the young, old, weak, strong, guilty,
innocent - EVERYBODY had to suffer through the intoletrable aftermath of
uncomfortable silence? Imagine a terrible, terrible weapon - one that
nobody would ever actually contemplate using, because the effects are
devastating beyond comprehension - falling into the hands of a moron and
actually being used in a random sneak attack against a group of
completely neutral and unsuspecting folk; good, honest, law abiding
citizens who haven't the capacity to even imagine such an atrocious act
of unspeakable evil.
As you have most likely gathered, this
actually happened tonight. I was a witness. I fled the scene, but I'm
willing to testify.