STRANGE MAN IN BEER STORE: “Rub bacon on my elbows and butter in my hands! I like pudding ‘cause I’m the gelatin man!”
STRANGE MAN: (Looking to see what beers I’m in front of) You’re in the right place little man! Sweat out your principles and drink plenty of fluids!
ME: Okay. You’re sure moving around a lot.
STRANGE MAN: Were you just at (unintelligible)’s house?
STRANGE MAN: Didn’t I just see you at (unintelligible)’s Halloween party?
ME: Ahhmmmm, probably not.
STRANGE MAN: Quadriplegics have the best drugs.
STRANGE MAN: Don’t they?
ME: Yes they do?
STRANGE MAN: The next time you crack an egg, little man, I’m going to dress up like a pelican and kidnap you! Blah! (Scurries away)