Asian persuasions

So I was riding the train and minding my own business when this Asian guy starts vomiting. It wasn't like an exorcism or anything but it wasn't something you see every day. Suddenly I started thinking that this dude was about to be patient zero in a zombie outbreak and I was thankful for my heavy, wool coat. "He can't get through THIS coat."

When I get to the station there are Guardian Angels handing out flyers and a TV news crew out front. As I locked eyes with this dude I suddenly felt as if I was being challenged to a pop lock battle and I needed to represent my crew. Maybe it was the fact that I was wearing my oil belts slung across my chest and I was dressed all in black but the only thought in my mind was that "I can take this sucker!"

I need to get out more often.