I was living in New Brunswic and we decided to take the train into the city in order to hang out at Tunnel. At around 8 in the morning after ingesting who the fuck knows how many intoxicants we left, go to Penn Station and waited for the train back to New Jersey.
We got back around 11 or so and were seriously hungry. Like out of your mind hungry. And also super hungover. So, we hit the Burger King next to the train station. At the time it was hosting a birthday party. And all the kids were running around with those paper Burger King crowns on.
Several minutes later I couldn't take it anymore and stood up and screamed "I am fucking tired of these decadant children and their fucking crowns."
Shockingly we were soon escorted out.
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