Hello everyone! I’m finally starting up Drunksnacks again. Sorry it’s been so long, but I’m going to be better about posting, the new page is a little rough but I don’t care, if you do I still don’t care.
Last night was pretty slow, mostly a bunch of regulars that I finally got to catch up with since we weren’t running around like chickens with our heads cut off. Of course the back patio is usually the place to find something interesting and as I walked back there, I was not disappointed. Sitting on the bench was a homeless guy with his phone jammed in his ear, sit-dancing to some questionable “rap” music. After observing this guy for a minute, it was very obvious that he was high as a kite. How did I know you ask? Well, he was high for one, also, he was flapping his arms like a bird that degenerated to him looking like he was having a seizure. Then he stood up, his pants were below his ass, thankfully he was wearing underwear, and while he was talking to himself he was looking around for something, on the ground, the table and on himself while not realizing that other people were even in the general vicinity watching the spectacle that was him. It was a simple “Hey man it’s time to go.” and he was off. It just goes to show you, when living in your own world, sometimes you just have to keep on keepin’ on.