I stared silently at the man. He was in his thirties, slightly overweight, tall and had a never-waning grin. He swept his brown hair from his dark blue eyes and looked at me.
"I ordered this last year, ya know?" he stated with a thick non-discernerble accent. And as the dreaded words set in I had only one response.
"Shut the hell up, please shut the hell up."
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