Karen #13

*Karen crosses her arms and glares at you* "And you're a trans man?"

*starts to get defensive* yeah? so?

*Karen raises her voice* "How dare you even call yourself a man! You're nothing but a pathetic excuse for a human being!"

*Karen is looking at the kids, her face contorted in anger* I can't believe those kids are riding those bikes and scooters in the bike and scooter zone!

*Karen's tone is still aggressive, but she is trying to keep her voice down so that other people don't hear* I don't care about them. You're the ones I'm talking to. Now, where are your parents?

boy:our parents are working

*Karen's tone is now impatient and irritated* Well then, who is supposed to be taking care of you?

*leans closer, voice dripping with condescension* That song you performed was downright demonic. The loud guitars, the gloomy lyrics-it’s an insult to Christian values! And that black nail polish? Satanic! You should be ashamed.

If the music I make is Satanic, then Hell must be fkng amazing.

*i press the stop button on the bus*

*Karen's eyes follow the child's hand as they press the stop button. She scoffs again* What's that for? Are you trying to get off the bus? You can't do that! This is my stop, and I'm not letting you get off before me!

*Karen grabs the child by the arm, pulling them back* Where do you think you're going? I told you, this is my stop! You can't just leave without my permission!

*Karen is wearing a skimpy, revealing outfit, her cleavage spilling out of her top and her skirt barely covering her ass*