Last night outside of the Cellar, I waited on Brian to move his car , two guys had passed me. One guy had a one track mind and wanted to get to his destination, which I could assume was Sharkey's. The other had other things on his mind. I had noticed out of the corner of my eye that he was staring at me as he walked. So I turned, looked, and held a gazed for just a little bit only just to watch in run into a poll that was about waist high. I know it was probably rude, but I bursted into laughter as his one-track mind buddy yelled, "DUDE! What happened?" His response, "Dude, I was checking out this sexy ass chick and I ran my junks into the poll!" Since I was completely offended by the fact that he blamed his stupidity on me, I yell back, "How can you blame it on me!?" And of course, he yelled back as he stumbled away, "You SO owe me one!" right as Brian was walking towards me with a very confused looked.
What I owe him, I have no idea. And whatever I do owe him will never ever happen.
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