Christopher

"It's like you all want to fuck me up the ass!", screamed Frunk. Looking down 50 floors above, on the "ants". Feeling so much rage, he launched his empty bottle of vodka at these "fuckers". He could not see any commotion. Hopefully some fucker was now walking around with a huge shard of glass in their head. The very possibility of this gave Frunk some comfort as he took his final step...