Just so we're clear, I feel like a real @$$hole for writing that title. I just wanted to know what it felt like. It felt bad. Really bad. Now I can honestly say I have no clue how the people who type that shit everyday live with themselves. So Redditor nazgul_hunter got lost wandering around Madrid and stumbled across a kid playing Space Invaders on the side of a building. Me? I got lost wandering around my neighborhood and stumbled across a vagrant selling stolen beauty products from Rite-Aid out of his backpack. Although he did mention he was willing to trade for meth. Later I talked to a real-life prostitute!
Thanks to Arrogant Tiger, who's so arrogant he told me he invented Space Invaders.