come downstairs

A story.

February 24, 2010 at 12:14 am (Uncategorized)

So I was walking to the Krausers down the street yesterday and I saw this man doing this crazy dance on the middle of ocean avenue. He was red faced and smelly with this really weird beard. When I walked past him I kept my head down so that I wouldn’t attract his attention, but he looked over and started to shout at me… in some gibberish. I picked up the pace so that I wouldn’t have to deal with him long, and thought about the other routes I could take back home when I heard him getting closer to me. He ran out into the middle of the road into traffic still shouting but now I could tell he was saying something like “I need more fish!” I started to jog so that this crazy person wouldn’t like get me or anything. When I got to a corner though, the light changed and feeling like I’d rather deal with a person than a bunch of angry motorists I turned around to face the guy. It was then that I realized it was zoidberg. Fuck that guy.