Today me and HB went to Red Lobster for our annual Red Lobster pig-out lunch. We only do this once a year because Red Lobster is actually really gross and their tables are always dirty, or there's hair baked into the biscuits or some shit.
But we all know how I like to yell about Red Lobster when I drink so once a year we have to nip that nasty habit in the bud and just fuckin' go eat there.
This year's outing wasn't really eventful.
OH BUT FEAR NOT, GENTLE READERS, BECAUSE I HAVE A MEMORY ABOUT LAST YEAR TO SHARE.
Last year HB and I sat down and were munching on some salad while waiting for our orders to arrive.
HB spots two women eating lunch at the booth beside us, and motions for me to lean in across the table.
Tactfully quiet, she says to me "Hey, I think the women at the booth behind us are lesbians."
Normally in this situation I would very untactfully turn around to stare at them and make sure,
like the time I went out for dinner with some girls from school, and they said Oh wow, that girl that's walking in has such huge back combed hair, and I said "WHERE?" and turned around and when I made eye contact with the big haired girl went "OH WOW!" and then instantly whipped my head back around when I caught the evil eye from her.
BUT I DIDN'T DO THAT THIS TIME.
So she says to me she "Hey, I think the women at the booth behind us are lesbians."
And when I lean in towards HB, I say: "I bet they're saying the same thing about us."
Pic unrelated, unless you want to use it as an example of how obvious I am when checking out girls with back combed hair at restaurants.
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