This is why I hardly eat anywhere. Now I'm worried about the Pizza Hut I had earlier. http://adage.com/article?article_id=135982
They should video tape the pranksters getting a serious ass beating one that would leave a deformity for life. Remember Reginald Denny from the Watts riots. He has a brick shaped dent in his head.
I'm all for violence if someone deserves it. I just don't like innocent people being bothered. I watched a show on MSNBC last night (sure it was a rerun) but it was about "teens gone wild"... teens caught on camera (actually they weren't caught, they fimed themselves on purpose) doing all kinds of violent shit to post on youtube and myspace and sites like that. The stuff they did was terrible. It freaked me out and I distrust teenagers more now. We just didn't do that shit when I was a teenager. Of course, the internet wasn't really in existance.
Nauseous, it's peculiar that I can relate what you just said to something that I happened to observe today... I happened to find myself in a parking lot, discussing something with another party, while sitting in her car (and no, it wasn't a solicitation for sex, or anything else illegal.) While sitting there, my vehicle was parked in front of us, with it's windows down, and the doors unlocked. I couldn't help but notice this 'kid' that was en route to the Cherokee sitting to my right side, and his strange fascination that there was a car in his vicinity, with a nice stereo, and all the windows open. He all but stuck his head into the open window as I pulled my Judge and was quickly verbally reprimanded by the owner of the vehicle in which I sat. All the commotion within the vehicle I sat caught the attention of the kid, whom continued his course to the Cherokee next to us, getting it it (after a bit of a struggle with the seat) and some shouting to his mother, whom was trying to score some dick on the patio steps of said establishment. Needless to say, Junior's pleas to hurry up were met with little response (except from the potential provider of dick for the mommy, as she left alone... err, with that 16 year old behemoth baggage of hers...) He even started up the vehicle and moved it closer to her (next to mine, that little shit - made me watch him even more...) During the period in which the mother tried to peddle her downtrodden, baggage-ridden, far-from-prime ass to a potential suitor, her offspring entertained us with an elaborate act, consisting of hanging his fat ass out of the left rear door opening while he dug for something, and eventually produced a bottle of talcum powder, of which he brought to the hood of his mom's vehicle, liberally spread it on his hands, and made upward-moving clapping motions, and marveling at the cloud of powder it produced in the wind. Repeatedly. Then, as if to give purpose to his methodical ritual, he pretended to shoot baskets from the free-throw line. Astounding. Needless to say, he eventually captured enough attention of both his mother and her prey, because both the mom and 'Kid Globetrotter' left the parking lot with matching frowns on their faces. The only reason I describe this event in such detail is because I remember saying to my company, at that precise moment, "Do you think people act differently when they know they're being watched?"
The internet only gives the impression that I'm quick with a witty remark. It probably took me 10 seconds to think of that one which was 9 seconds to long for regular conversation.
I think that wad of money with the eyeballs is cute, but State Farm is cheaper than Geico (at least for me anyway).
