so, i'm in st. louis for a week on a support raising trip and tonight i went with my aunt and my grandma to the cardinals game. it was last call for beer and so the vendors were making their rounds and being a little extra pushy. this one vendor comes and stands right next to me. i hadn't seen this guy all night and we had been there for three hours. strange. he was white, scrawny, had a fro like napoleon dynamite, and was carrying around this huge case of beer. so, like i said he is standing right next to me in the aisle. i look up and he is drooling all over himself. he starts shouting "who-th's weddy?" "who need-ths a bee-ewe be-thides me?" "you're dwinking, i'm dwiving!" he was saying all the things vendors usually say when trying to sell a beer, but he was lisping it and slurring all his words. you guys... he was totally mentally retarded, or at least acting like it. seriously, he was drooling all over his shirt and chin and was talking just like we talk when we pretend to be retarded. it was everything in me not to laugh until he finally moved on.
yep.
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