Thursday, September 22, 2011


So, sitting at the bar tonight with a friend of mine and this dude comes in and sits down next to me and has verbal diarreah of the mouth. Finally, when I just can't listen to anymore of his stories I say to him "Dude, what are you, twenty?"

He smiles, raises his hand and says "I love you, you're awesome!" and high-fives me.

At which point I respond, "I wasn't talking about your looks, I was commenting on your behavior."

Oh snap.