F*ck Your Mother

The two old men smiled wryly, and the younger of the two said with a sigh, "Kid, live and let live. Don't burn your bridges. Otherwise…"

Before he could finish speaking, the blondie squeezed out a clump of mucus from his nose and flung it onto the two of them. The two of them shuddered at such treatment. They had never been so humiliated in their entire lives!

"I can't stand people like you! You look so self-righteous and intellectual with your glasses and all! Priding yourself on your seniority! Ptooey!" the hooligan snorted. He looked down on the two of them and taunted, "Let me tell you, the apocalypse is here! Society as you knew it doesn't exist anymore! Only physical strength matters now! Whoever has physical might is Boss!"

The more he talked, the more agitated he got. The hooligan started swinging his fists as he spoke, his spit flying about in the air!