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so coming back to the shop from lunch i notice what looks like from my view a rhinoceros ass with girl gear pissing on our shops front patio chairs. a step closer i realize  it was a homeless mess of woman with her disgusting panties soaking in a puddle around her ankles. out comes the wound up shop buminator, screaming.[ INSERT PROFANITY HERE.) pushing, her HARD with a kick type leg extension. bitch goes down. I stand in awe. then the eruption occurs. she completely loses it. screaming at the top of her lungs, hands flailing, she starts to accuse of me and my coworker of being lead members of the kkk due to our sweet arm tattys. and tells us how we were somehow the cause of her long crack addiction. wow. this goes on for at least five minutes. then in the heat of the mostly one sided scream-bate of how this she-hulk wound up pissing on our chairs someone decides to take the matter into their own hands. a beer can flies from one of the apartments above the shop, SMASHING this woman’s face the F@#K in! forehead split open like a split watermelon. she runs off. we were speechless. we go back into the shop(not laughing hysterically, just sayin). two minutes later she’s back, but now with bum reinforcements demanding we come outside and meet our doom. of coarse we don’t want to meet any doom especially this kind of doom, so we opt to lock the door and finally call the cops. she begins smearing her blood all over the windows. holy sh#t. bitch is crazy. cops arrive and she couldn’t be happier to see them. she runs over to fill them in on our injustice done to her people by getting tattooed or whatever she thinks we did in her crazy head movies? she then is tackled,stripped searched and taken to jail for possession of crack. go figure. we then had to clean her probably disease infested blood of of our beloved store front. I’m pretty sure there is still blood stains on the sidewalk. gross. so what did we learn kids? don’t do crack or you’ll get smashed in the face maybe.