@Hoss 90 seconds with a snobby pumpkin spice and yoga pants cunt makes me feel the same way. A couple months ago I had breakfast ruined by having the waiter seat ten of the cunts next to my table, who then started swirling around mimosas and lisping their way through LARPing as Instagram influencers while discussing the bottom shelf champagne the waiter used to make it. One of them took five seconds to stop pronouncing the last syllable in "effervescence."

And yes, the breakfast was mid.