One day I was just hanging out outside in a lovely park on a hot summer day enjoying a nice cold milkshake when this guy comes out of nowhere and starts telling me that I'm feeling ill and that I'm about to throw up while making a sickly facial expression, so I turn around to walk away, but then he gets in my face, slaps the milkshake out of my hand, and starts making retching noises, which in turn makes me retch and feel like I'm about to throw up, so I run to the closest bush to let nature take its course. I can hear him laughing behind me, calling me a milk boy (???), and then running away, still feeling violently ill and dazed from what just happened. I couldn't do anything to apprehend him. -rep

One day I was just hanging out outside in a lovely park on a hot summer day enjoying a nice cold milkshake when this guy comes out of nowhere and starts telling me that I'm feeling ill and that I'm about to throw up while making a sickly facial expression, so I turn around to walk away, but then he gets in my face, slaps the milkshake out of my hand, and starts making retching noises, which in turn makes me retch and feel like I'm about to throw up, so I run to the closest bush to let nature take its course. I can hear him laughing behind me, calling me a milk boy (???), and then running away, still feeling violently ill and dazed from what just happened. I couldn't do anything to apprehend him. -rep

One day I was just hanging out outside in a lovely park on a hot summer day enjoying a nice cold milkshake when this guy comes out of nowhere and starts telling me that I'm feeling ill and that I'm about to throw up while making a sickly facial expression, so I turn around to walk away, but then he gets in my face, slaps the milkshake out of my hand, and starts making retching noises, which in turn makes me retch and feel like I'm about to throw up, so I run to the closest bush to let nature take its course. I can hear him laughing behind me, calling me a milk boy (???), and then running away, still feeling violently ill and dazed from what just happened. I couldn't do anything to apprehend him. -rep

One day I was just hanging out outside in a lovely park on a hot summer day enjoying a nice cold milkshake when this guy comes out of nowhere and starts telling me that I'm feeling ill and that I'm about to throw up while making a sickly facial expression, so I turn around to walk away, but then he gets in my face, slaps the milkshake out of my hand, and starts making retching noises, which in turn makes me retch and feel like I'm about to throw up, so I run to the closest bush to let nature take its course. I can hear him laughing behind me, calling me a milk boy (???), and then running away, still feeling violently ill and dazed from what just happened. I couldn't do anything to apprehend him. -rep

One day I was just hanging out outside in a lovely park on a hot summer day enjoying a nice cold milkshake when this guy comes out of nowhere and starts telling me that I'm feeling ill and that I'm about to throw up while making a sickly facial expression, so I turn around to walk away, but then he gets in my face, slaps the milkshake out of my hand, and starts making retching noises, which in turn makes me retch and feel like I'm about to throw up, so I run to the closest bush to let nature take its course. I can hear him laughing behind me, calling me a milk boy (???), and then running away, still feeling violently ill and dazed from what just happened. I couldn't do anything to apprehend him. -rep

One day I was just hanging out outside in a lovely park on a hot summer day enjoying a nice cold milkshake when this guy comes out of nowhere and starts telling me that I'm feeling ill and that I'm about to throw up while making a sickly facial expression, so I turn around to walk away, but then he gets in my face, slaps the milkshake out of my hand, and starts making retching noises, which in turn makes me retch and feel like I'm about to throw up, so I run to the closest bush to let nature take its course. I can hear him laughing behind me, calling me a milk boy (???), and then running away, still feeling violently ill and dazed from what just happened. I couldn't do anything to apprehend him. -rep