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So I went to get some burgers yesterday evening before going to see The Odyssey. What a weird errand.
1) First, I encounter a road rage incident. This dude was mad about something. He passed me on the bike lane, laid on his horn as he passed, and then brake checked me. I had to cross the double yellow to keep from getting side swiped as he passed. I caught him at a red light. I pulled up, tapped the horn, and saluted him. Now get this, the dude was wearing a huge multicolored clown Afro.
2) Parking is really bad around my preferred burger spot. 2 dudes were totally duking it out over a parking spot.
3) On my way home, there were 2 completely buck naked guys riding bicycles.
4) Also on my way home, some dude wearing a 3 piece suit walking a dog had an AR hanging on his back.
I was really second thinking going to the movie. My girlfriend didn't believe one word of my story. I went to the theater extra strapped.
Then this morning after she got up, she texted a redit link to me about some nude bicycle ride through Portland last night. Now she believes my story.
1) First, I encounter a road rage incident. This dude was mad about something. He passed me on the bike lane, laid on his horn as he passed, and then brake checked me. I had to cross the double yellow to keep from getting side swiped as he passed. I caught him at a red light. I pulled up, tapped the horn, and saluted him. Now get this, the dude was wearing a huge multicolored clown Afro.
2) Parking is really bad around my preferred burger spot. 2 dudes were totally duking it out over a parking spot.
3) On my way home, there were 2 completely buck naked guys riding bicycles.
4) Also on my way home, some dude wearing a 3 piece suit walking a dog had an AR hanging on his back.
I was really second thinking going to the movie. My girlfriend didn't believe one word of my story. I went to the theater extra strapped.
Then this morning after she got up, she texted a redit link to me about some nude bicycle ride through Portland last night. Now she believes my story.