This fucking guy. I was in a Subway once during lunch (my high school gives us 30 minute lunches and we're right across the street from one) and I walk in and see Stephan. I had already dove into the Death Grips Pit™,and so I was fully aware of who he was. I get in line behind him, and whisper "Hey man big fan, could I get your autograph?" He gave me a look as if I was some lovecraftian beast forgotten by man that had just devoured a new born baby. I shrugged this off however, figuring it was just to keep up the persona. As the waitress (who was a cute Asian girl) asked for his order, he let out a hushed "...flat bread," she took a piece from the bread containment unit and put it on a piece of Subway™ branded parchment. "Toppings for this one sir?" "Mayonnaise." I gave the girl a glance, then shot Stephan a quick "wtf?" look. "O-ok...what meat/vegetables would you like?" Coulda sworn Ride had a vein pop out of his fucking head, as he changed his order to "The little black things...what is that?" "Those are olives, sir." "Ok fuck em...FUCK FUCK" He then punched a whole through the 3.7852inch thick glass casing and started eating the glass/olive mixture. "GIVE ME SOME FUCKING MAYONNAISE ON THE BREAD" She was fucking shaking at this point and quickly followed instruction. She kept on pouring more mayo into the flat bread as Ride would scream out "MORE." The bottle was used entirely. Ride practically reverts back to his "base form" from his beast like state, and unravels some dust or some shit from his jean pocket. A rubber band, what I'm guessing was expired boysenberry jelly, and some form of currency. "W-what form of currency is that sir?" "It's a fish dollar, I got it from that fucker in Reality Zone 09vcx2332. It's pretty fucked out there right? Wonderful weather here." She was in a mind fuck state. She took his "money" and gave him his mayo bread. The fucker broke the glass in the door and ran off somewhere. Never signed my fucking paper with his autograph either.
