Huh #65,340,285
Aug. 15th, 2011 10:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm hanging out at a neighbors, and the Weird Guy comes out and asks me "What's the matter with you?" He's never what I'd call anywhere in the remote vicinity of a full deck, so it doesn't bother me. Me and other neighbor friend go in and smoke a bowl. We come out to hang and the weird guy comes out again, and asks him to call a BJ's in Pinellas and get him a price on a Toyo...Toyot...
"Dude, you can't drive!"
"What makes you think I can't?"
"You ain't got a license dude!"
"Yeah I do!"
"Where? I ain't never seen one."
"It's in a parking garage in New Jersey. It's a boat license. I own the Valdez. I own the reactor on the Valdez."
Now, imagine the crazy guy sounding exactly like Buffalo Bull from Silence of the Lambs.
"Dude, you can't drive!"
"What makes you think I can't?"
"You ain't got a license dude!"
"Yeah I do!"
"Where? I ain't never seen one."
"It's in a parking garage in New Jersey. It's a boat license. I own the Valdez. I own the reactor on the Valdez."
Now, imagine the crazy guy sounding exactly like Buffalo Bull from Silence of the Lambs.