creepy airport people

Ah Bill. We sat next to each other in a press box once at a college football game. He leans over and says, "This is great. All we need now is some beer and pot."

I love Bill.

I sat next to a gal once who turned out to be a recovering junkie who wanted to hook up with me.

 

Wife won't let you read the sports page on your honeymoon? Fuck that shit. I'd leave right then and there.

 

Because of bad weather, I once got stuck on a bus for 24 hours to go from Chicago to NW Arkansas (normally a 12-hour trip). But that wasn't as bad as the regular Greyhound trips my mom and I took when I was young. To get to Chicago, we often had to lay over in the St. Louis bus depot in the middle of the night. THAT was creepy.

 

Nah, she is too good for that. I respect her opinion that I am a little too obsessed with the sports pages. Plus, I knew how my Broncos were doing anwyay.