owned

Today as I sat at work this guy came in and began to talk to me his smell was dirty urine and booz. His eyes were a cool color of green, they were darting around the room as if he were checking out the store yet still stairing at me. He asked me how business was and his breath reeked of alcohol and morning breath. He was wearing three jackets and each of them were dirt. The bottom was a thick sweater and followed by a Jean jacket and on the top layer he wore a filthy, what used to be grey, winter jacket. The man looked into my eyes and talked directly to me. As his eyes continued to meet mine I could feel a spirit of fear enter the room. It made my heart beat faster and my pupils dialate. As soon as the man left I felt a fear in me. Right away I rebuked it! Laughed in it's face and said. Silly spirit of fear... You can't get me like that.... I'm wearing the armor of God! You can't break it it's thicker than the mountains. He's made it unbreakable and unshakable! You just got powned newbcake!