You called me a dumbass misfit, and I replied with- The Misfits are a huge and famous rock band, so thank you.
The bruise on my cheek is a reminder of why I shouldn't use my 'smart mouth' for anything again, you say.
You gave me a piece of paper with a number and a name on it, and said;
"I'm sure he'll like your services," then you laughed.
Jackson: 1800-2234-****
I don't understand why.