So, one day I went to starbucks, I rode there on my mobility scooter.
After I arrived, the barista was a gross, white cis male scum.

"Hello miss, what can I get you today?"
"miss"
I identify as an attack helicopter.

I f***ing lose it, I turn on full speed and I kick him in his testicles. That's what he gets, for raping me like that, in front of everyone.

I buy 12 spiced Pumpkin lattes, and drive off into the street, to go home to write on my 14 tumblr blogs about the horrible event.

2 minutes later, as I drive down the sidewalk, I find this disgusting white cis scum, sitting there, homeless. His white male privilege was so sudden and disturbing, hitting me so hard as I drink my last latte.

"Some spare change, ma'am?"

"ma'am"

I spat on him, I don't have the energy to show him a lesson.

Suddenly, a woman runs up, shocked. I smirk at her, "Yeah I know, showed him a lesson, didn't I?"

"What the hell!? Why did you spit on that poor man!?"

What? Oh no, she's been brainwashed by the patriarchy!

Petrified at the cis takeover of my own comrades, I fall out of my mobility scooter. My perfectly healthy 482 pound body spazzes on the ground.

Eventually, I went into cardiac arrest and died.