On the way out,
of the parking lot, after the Nuggets game, last night, I had a bit of a problem. I headed toward the exit, and was eating the remains of a Subway sandwich as I tried to find the fastest way out. Was just gonna merge in, when some drunk, in a car load of jerks, jumped out and stood in front of my car, saying something like, "line crasher, don't let him in". WELL, my first thought was to get out and kick his ass, as he was kinda small, and obviously drunk, BUT, not wanting to go to jail, I just ate my sandwich, making an effort to look crazy, looking him in the eye, while eating my tuna, dripping lettuce like a crazy guy, and stared him down. As I opened my door, and he saw I was a whole lot bigger than him, he jumped in his car, and I got back in mine. Bottom line, I didn't have to do anything. If he woulda stood up to me? Who knows? I probably would have gotten back in my car, since I was outnumbered. I just know I don't like drunk jerks, especially when I am the sober one, just trying to get home...
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