Merde de Taureau! (m)

I just walked off the ghost tour that I was so excited for tonight, some punk ass bitch kid who was actually emanating waves of hate, seemingly from the fact that he had to be there with us, or perhaps because it was five females and this self hating male.  I could not waste one more minute of my life listening to this little punk.  You can bet I will be writing a scathing email to the operators of this tour demanding my hard earned euros back: