So another story from last weekend, one I might have chosen to block out I guess, here goes. So my brother Taylor rode down to Dallas with us and went to the concert. Afterwards he met up with his friend Rachel, the next day we were headed back to OKC and he was going to stay in Dallas for the weekend and needed his bag that he left at our hotel. Well, after driving around Dallas early Saturday morning looking for a place to meet him we finally just got off the highway and stopped at the first place off of the exit not noticing what a shady fucking place it was. So here we are Starbucks in hand waiting in the car as this minivan pulls up next to us. A very overweight and a very stoned Mexican guy gets out and asks for a cigarette. Okay here's a cigarette, that I can do, but the next part, WTF! Then he proceeds to ask Chris and I if we are into having a threesome! What, I am thinking surely my early morning ears aren't working right, or what the fuck did Starbucks put in my mocha? Nope, I heard him loud and clear, threesome. What in God's name would make this crazy fucker think that this young middle class couple in a Honda Accord think that we would want anything from him, much less a threesome. So we answered him with a big fat fucking NO! Then he asks if we have anything to drink? At 10:15 am, uh yeah if you want some coffee you lunatic! So at this point I say Chris roll up the window, so just to piss me off , I'm sure, he doesn't. So we argue about that while Mr. Stoned Sex Freak stands there trying to figure out what else he can ask for from us I'm sure. So after he finally rolls up the damn window, the guy finally leaves and wouldn't you know another weirdo with a 40 in his hand is approaching the car, so we finally just drove around in some circles before my brother finally got there to get his backpack. The whole situation made me feel so GROSS! Thought you all might enjoy that one!
Friday, September 30, 2005
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