Not Real

I was walking down the street as you do, weather was shit, as it always is. And then him..., it..., whatever..., no, no, no! It wasn't, it was that hacking bloke! What does he call himself? the Smiling 0ne, thinks he is hardcore..., behind a screen..., does not realise I'll find him and unleash 10 years of suppressed nerd rage on him. God, I think my mother is behind me, watching me, she's been there for a while. Fucks sake!