The following person, appears to be one of an industrial caliber. His attire gives away the attitude of so many dock workers, brute and insecure, before

 
--The fuck you lookin at imma kill you

You suddenly are beaten up to death by a mob of inter-planar war criminals. All the sound from the world is gone except for the collision noises their fists make as they connect with your jaw. You die a horrible slow death, and nobody remembers you.