Life goal is to be the old foreign drunk guy in the pub.
Crazy white hair, random stories which have no end, only order odd pints, be up to date on obscure sports, eat gruel.
In the liqour store and this old drunk lady is yapping to me in line about how she has “resting mafia face” not a “resting bitch face”…. Ma’am i could not care less Army Navy game starts in 15 mins I just need a 4 pack of Guinness
Guy at airport next to me: “Hey, can i do a double jack & coke”
Waitress: “another!?”
Man: “yes, no food for me today”
I might have to call airport security
Woke up shivering on my flight,
Cold sweats, shakes, nightmares,
Thought i was super sick
Realized that just my body’s natural response to landing in Orlando
Bought beer from the Grocery Store.
At Check-out the Clerk spoke very little English.
As i leave she calls out “Have a nice day!”
I say “thank you!”
She follows up with “Have a nice day with your beer!”
Caught me so off gaurd, but yes Ma’am thank you I will