A Jittery Nutcase made the scene this morning at Our Favorite Starbucks, intent on scaring-up a cup of coffee and scaring away the customers. "Hey, man," he said to me, "Buy me a cup of coffee, wouldya?" "No, thank you," I replied, retreating into my newspaper like a turtle in a shell. The next thing I knew, he went into "Nutcase Overdrive," running into the Parking Lot and threatening a Serious Athlete who was wearing a "Boxing Hall of Fame" T-Shirt. "I don't care if you have a mustache," yelled the Nutcase, inexplicably, "I'll do what I damned well please." For the record, the Athlete -- a man named "Castle" who doesn't have a mustache -- simply nudged the Nutcase aside and shrugged the incident off. "That was nothing," said Castle, "Last week he called me a Little Old Lady ...!"
I swear you make this stuff up! LOL
ReplyDeleteTraci
I'll send a few more your way
ReplyDeleteWell, strangeness has abounded at 7th and M in my absence! LOL You really get quite the crew of nutsos over there! Enjoy your coffee! Hazel NUT or do you have a enough nuts! LOL
ReplyDeletebe well,
Dawn
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your a definate loon magnet.Beckie x
ReplyDeleteGood thing you didn't buy him a coffee. He doesn't need the caffeine. --Cin
ReplyDeleteOh my...too funny! Marty, have you ever thought about being a comedian!? Some of the stuff you come up with...I am sitting here, literally, LMAO...
ReplyDeletexoxo ~Myra