‘What do you mean there wasn’t enough food, I cooked enough to feed an army!’



Stupid woman. Eating all the food I made for everyone and not even saving a plate for myself and April. How rude.

‘April, This woman won’t stop hounding me…I made all this food and…’
‘Not now Emalita I’ve got bags to pick up off the floor from irate customers and I really need to wash, I must have forgotten to put any deodorant on and I’m beginning to smell’



Fine I’ll just have to deal with it myself

‘You want to winge that there’s no more food then what’s wrong with getting off your ass and cooking some yourself….
….what...oh you want to insult me now'



‘and stop bloody poking me’

What is with this neighbourhood today! First Robbie, now this woman wearing…what is she wearing anyway? I wouldn’t buy something like that for my grandmother let alone team it up with a pair of pigtails sprouting out the sides of my head

If she looks at me like that one more time….right that’s it!



Great another giant cloud of dust. This makes it convenient for me to see what I’m doing oh and now I’m punching blindly in the wrong direction. I look like a moron.



I can’t let this crazy woman win…wait…maybe I’m the crazy one. *cough cough splutter*
I wish this friggin dust would go away….OW



Thank god I kept up the exercise all these years. I am not letting this stupid cow win this fight. I’ve had it with people instigating punch ups wherever I go lately

‘You quite finished now?...maybe you’ll think twice next time you want to start something with someone over a plate of food’