Basically I was sitting @ the bar talking to my friend Arcade when that person came up to me and said, "You have a problem with me?" And he got into my face basically bumping me. In his sweaty workout clothes he had physical contact with me. I said, "Yes I do have a problem with you."
Above is part of an e-mail I sent the the AGM of my club regarding an incident where some moron approached me @ the bar.
Basically I can't stand the bastard...
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