My life as I see it: Lunch Time

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My name is Tony, I'm just a regular guy...

My name is Tony, I was born and raised a Military Brat.

In my lifetime I have traveled to many places, I have seen many things, and I have met many different kinds of people. If I were financially able to, I would travel all over the world in the gypsy lifestyle I was brought up in.

I used to be a vegetarian, but then I tasted meat and I realized that I love to eat dead animals (sorry guys, but it's true). I want to go back to a vegetarian lifestyle, but it's not as easy as I thought it would be (I'm trying though, so if you're from PETA please don't send me hate mail - 'cause that will just piss me off and make me want to eat a double meat cheeseburger).

I try to be a positive person, but a person can't be positive all the time in this world. I'm not so idealistic as to think that everything is always good or great. There are things, circumstances and sometimes even people that I don't like, but that's life.

Lunch Time

I decided to eat lunch in my car today, 'cause on some days I'm just anti-social, so I was sitting in the parking lot where I work eating my spicy chicken sandwich, drinking my lemonade and listening to Classic Rock on the radio, when this guy walks up and stops in front of my car. He looks around to see if anyone is watching him – my windows are tinted really dark, illegally dark, so I guess he doesn't see me. His eyes dart back and forth and when he feels that no one is watching him or at least not paying attention to him, he grabs his crotch, unzips his pants, whips out his penis and starts to piss on the ground in front of my car. I took a bite from my spicy chicken sandwich and thought to myself – "Wow, for ninety-nine cents I got a spicy sandwich and a show" it wasn't quite the show I'd like to see and not one that I would pay to see - but hey, a Vegas show is a Vegas show.

Posted by Tony at 2/18/2009 7:37 AM

Categories: Vegas, Random People, Lunch, Observations
Tags: Vegas Random People Observations

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2/19/2009 11:35 AM Laura wrote:
That's just what you get for deserting us and going to work in the ghetto.
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2/20/2009 1:41 PM Toughguy wrote:
You should have beeped your horn. It would have scared the bejezus out of him. Big laugh too!
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2/21/2009 12:12 AM MaryAnn wrote:
Yuck! If you'd have beeped the horn, it might have scared something else out of him.
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2/21/2009 10:26 AM Dory wrote:
HA! I wouldn't have been able to resist laying on the horn.
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2/23/2009 11:09 AM Jen wrote:
The evilness in me agrees with the horn honking suggestions.
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2/24/2009 11:21 AM Tony wrote:
It's funny how almost everyone has told me that I should have honked the horn - to be honest with you, I did think about doing that, but for every action there is an equal reaction, so I figured that if I did honk my horn I would scare the guy and he'd turn to see where the noise came from and in doing so would piss all over the front of my car - not a good thing
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2/24/2009 10:03 PM nonna wrote:
see i never would have thought that far ahead. i'd have honked away and then had a pissed on car
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