A minor altercation

Jessica, Melissa and I headed off to the dollar-theater tonight to check out 10 Things I Hate About You again, when the white-trash couple behind us couldn't keep their bastard infant quiet, things got a little nasty. After the emaciated slut called my lovely Jessica a fat bitch, among other choice derogatives, I had little choice but to empty my drink on her. The theater management got involved, and the bitch actually told us that she had no idea how to get stains out of clothes, because she had never done laundry before. She's 21 years old... She also claimed the Guess T-shirt she was wearing was worth 50 bucks... yeah, right. Guess is so 5 years ago...