I swear u guys, the bizarre and scary shit you deal with at 2:00am near 7-Eleven. Here’s what happened:

So I went to gas up and then went inside to buy myself a drink. One cashier was scanning multiple items for a customer while he was going to use the bathroom. About 3 minutes later, soon as I was about to pay for my drink, a slightly well built man entered the store with his shirt slightly torn from the neck down with a couple of faint bloodstains, and had an ugly black eye.

Being a bit nervous, the guy approached me and asked,

“you in line, man?”
I go, “Uhh, yeah. You’re good.”
“Cool.”

He then stands behind me and says and I quote,

“Sorry about all this everyone. I fucked up this pussy for calling my sister-in-law a hoe as bitch. Knocked his ass straight in the concrete. Motherfucker is probably still bleeding as we speak. But you talk shit to my family…”

He then starts doing punching gestures with his palm.

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