So anyway, I was walking down the hallway of my school, with my friend, both carrying coffee that we had got from Starbucks only a few minutes early. I'm about to turn the corner, but then this guy, rushing around the corner, about 5'3" tall, 3 feet wide, with a fedora and neckbeard bumps into my friend and I, causing us to drop our coffees. As you can tell, I was pissed off, and I start to initiate a fighting sequence. We corner this guy, and everybody, including my blonde hair, blue eyed girlfriend starts to contribute. We have him surrounded, and as I start to sprint at him, I cannot grab a hold of him, neither can my friends, due to his high amount of euphoirc sweat. The quirky principle comes out and screams something about "Team Rocket," whatever that means, as my group and I start to split. The guy starts to run around 400 ft an hour, breaking a sweat as he runs at his pace, an is out of breath when he finally gets to the end of the hallway. What the -blam!- is wrong with some people?