"Let me paint a picture. You go into a bar and you feel the look of twenty pairs of judging eyes. They shake it out. They're approaching the bar. They are welcomed by Shrek's sister Helga. You ask for a pickle back, just to say they don't have a pickle juice. You go to buy the most watered green tea shot that will cost you an arm and a leg. Just when you thought it couldn't get worse... Helga opens her mouth and spouts pure Vitriol. If you think about what animal has crooked so far, turn to the head to see a drunk spot that pulls you out with her eyes. That's the last straw. You make your way for the door and feel daggers piercing your back. You never say, never again."
