Bread Rage

It was a normal lunchtime like any other.
We (as in me and my friends) were eating in the cafeteria, like usual, and there was some weird bread for dessert.

When this guy left his seat to ge juice, we decided to steal his dessert. My friend stole it first, and he gave it to me. I passed it on to another friend beside me, who passed it to the person next to him, who ate it.


Soon, the guy returns, and doesn't notice that the dessert is gone, only to realize it after a few minutes. He asks all of us who took it. We say we don't have it (which is true, for the bread is no longer in the form of bread). He kept asking who had it so many times, that it got annoying. We told him the truth.

Finding out that his beloved piece of bread is gone, he enters the state of rage. In the speed of about mach 6 (my guess), his hand reaches out for my bread, takes it, and shoves it all into his mouth at once.



As he does, he says:
"GROOOMNOOOMNOOOMGRAWWWRRRRRRNNNNGHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNNNNAAAWWWWWWWWWWRRRRRNNNNOOOMMMMM."
It's funny, because for once, I am not exagerrating.
If memory serves, that's what he said.
He also had the face of a zombie-virus-infested-monkey possesed by an evil satanic demon-spirit, eating the piece of bread as if he was chewing on the remains of a dead corpse. I'm just saying.
And heck, that was fast.

We all just started laughing.


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