Me: Every time I go out for a cigarette there's this guy that just stares at me! It is really creepy!
Sammy: Really? It can't be that bad...
Me: It is bad. I feel like he is peering into my soul and like i am a giant cheese burger he can gobble up in no time.
Crazy guy: *Comes outside*
Sammy: Okay, you're right. I'M GOING TO GO INSIDE BEFORE HE DECIDES HE WANTS A SIDE OF FRIES.









