Mickey D's French Fries

Well, apparently a guy can't eat his own fucken french fries in peace any more at Mickey D's.
It was all great, got myself a double cheese and some large fries right? Good times good times.
Well, a fight had just ended from behind the gas station near the McD's. I wasn't interested but the girls, yeah of course they were girls came back in.
I didn't make much of it right? Wrong choice.

I come back to sit down and put my bag of food down. I start eating my fries, happily mind you. Then it happened. The girls began arguing. And they fucken did it like, hell. One was yelling right next to my FUCKEN EAR. The other was across the table YELLING AT MY FACE.

I sit there, eating my fries. It's lost its flavor though. Gawd. I eat slowly, trying to ignore the conversation they were having. Some of the guys saw me from across the place, and beckoned me to get my ass up and get over to them. I wanted to, I really did. Buuuut. I couldn't. The girls and they're friends surrounded my table, bitching at each other.

I was like thinking in my head, FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

Well, it died for a few seconds and I took the opportunity to run the hell over to the other guys.

I didn't notice, but the others did. My fries were almost gone. Apparently I was so scared I was quickly stuffing my face with fries with my eyes wide in fear.

So yeah.