I was overcome by the pollution of this rancid city and sneezed. this resulted in a snot rocket angling itself perfectly into a drain.
A fat and sweaty man was coming t'other way and said "well that was very unattractive" (presumably assumingly it had been a purposeful rejection and ejection).**
I said "at least I am not a fat sweaty cvnt m7"*.
no1 cheered and alackaday I was bereft of sandwiches with which to fashion improvised ballistic devices. he did look a bit startled and some mumbling occured as he walked off.
*Love the way m7 can be used as both term of endearment and insult
** it is possible he had been eyeing me up from a distance and preparing a whole "hey hotbody how you doin" approach before my nasal miasma erupted.***
*** possible but unlikely tbf