GreatBiscuit
Golden but never flaky
- Joined
- Aug 20, 1999
Yikes! Thats just creepy.Wait. Whats that coming up behind me and Mr. The King?
A dude?
A dude thats now hugging the private marital hug?
Thats right. I weird drunk dude joined into our hug.
Oh boy!This guy had on a wild striped shirt and I watched him stagger away from the pool bar earlier in the night. So I knew he was drunk off his butt.
This could get interesting.One of the best things a person can do, if they are trying to get clocked in the mouth, is to surprise Mr. The King. He hates it. He will never dissolve into laughter after you pop out of the closet as a joke. He gets angry and has to cool off. It tends to be an extreme reaction, but I am not a fan of shocking people, so we are a good match. I still hate Jack in the boxes.
Mr. The King turns and finally realizes were not alone in our little moment and he gets freaked out.
Im thinking, Oh no you didnt. Because this sloppy drunk is about to get a whole lot more than he bargained for.
Whew crisis averted! I was sure the drunk was going to wind up on the ground!I spot a red phone on the wall of the hotel and head for it. Mr. The King asks me who I am calling.
I say the police. We watch as the drunk stumbles over to sit in a parked golf cart.
I hang up without alerting the authorities to the hugger. Mr. The King and the grandpas and I watch as the guys friend finds him and escorts him away from us.
I was grateful he was leaving, saving us the craziness of having to call security. We couldnt have left the dude there, acting all touchy feely.
Next up is our first day in the parks. We dun the Epic Shirts of Wonder. They are truly a wonder.
I did ! How about yourself?GB! Did you have a wonderful Thanksgiving? I ate myself into a turkey coma.