The face I’d make when I heard crying children at my job. Thank God I do not work as a stocker anymore. No more will I have to give the (give the child what he wants so he’ll shut up) to parents when they don’t slap their kids or give what they want.

Face#1 was when I was more respectful of people

Face #2 is I don’t care because you’ll be seeing Micheal Myers’s soon and I’ll pour diet soda on your grave for the boys.

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