The epidemic

I went to the pub as usual this evening. A social friend of mine was there. so we had a nice natter, then I went on the pianoforte & belted out some goo old cockney songs. He left so I had a couple of nice games of scrabble with the landlady. Then Cunt the Fourth came in, accompanied by his hideous bitch. It's a horrible animal; fat and aggressive with a large head, and it growls. I don't see what could possibly be loveable about it. It wants putting down. The same could be said for its owner, the annoying cunt.
Then another regular came in with his dog. There was a terrible growling and a gnashing of tusks. Without some timely intervention by its owner, the first dog would have ripped off the second dog's head. The two cunts did nothing but gush about their dogs. So fucking what. They're only dogs, and they stink terrible.  What about the real world? What about people? Get a fucking life.
I feel so sad that this evening, because I didn't see any of the people who matter most. I quickly had enough of it all and left early.