Well as I passed that fabulous lunch box for about the 4th time, contemplating whether a $9 lunch box, as fabulous as it may be, would really get that much use, I hear a small commotion. Three full grown men come around the corner speaking gruffly and kind of shoving each other around. So I'm down the aisle from them thinking... "seriously, you are full grown, quit it with the rough housing." Only in the following few seconds I realize, these guys aren't playing this is real. One has another in a headlock and the third is throwing punches.
Now I'm beginning to hear yelling and 3 more people come up on the ordeal. Only one of these guys is BIG, like hulk hogan-ish, and he's yelling at them to stop, we've called the cops, get to the font of the store. (I think he may have been an off duty cop.) Somebody else is kind of trying to break it up. And then I hear one of the guys in the fight go, "He's my little brother." Now I don't really know who were the brothers, but I think that the guy in the headlock and the guy administering the headlock were the brothers. Holy cow...so surreal. By now a crowd is gathering going "what happened", "what's going on." And I'm thinking to myself, I watched the whole thing go down and I have no clue.
So Sean and I walk away, go get our game, keep an eye out for any repeat performances, and get the heck out of the twilight zone. After that ordeal we need some comfort food, so we head over to Burger King and with the lovely information we received from Beep and Amanda about the Oreo shakes with the ginormous straws, we make our decision and head back home.
Just because Sean deserves bragging rights, he beat me at Rumikub.
That sounds like one wild night...and I think it is kinda cool. Just being honest.
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