Yeah, I'm a prick

So I'm walking by this flat chested twenty something the other day. She says something rude... What it was was not important. Suffice to say it was rude.
I pulled the bag of crackers I had in my pocket out, opened it, and began to toss then down her low cut shirt.

Once I had her attention and turned to accuse me of the horrible thing I was doing; I merely pointed out that since she was obviously starving the poor things, someone should feed them.

Then I ran... I ran so far away.