I giggle first, laugh and party first then sleep later when I get a bit drunk.

I'm a fun drunk.

The other day, I was in the parking lot of a, "Building 19" a store that sells stuff way below stores. Most of their stuff is from fire sales, that kind of thing. Well anyways, I was about to walk in, when I spied a homeless drunk sitting between the in/out door. He sprawled out on something I couldn't make out from my vantage point, as I passed by. He was talking out loud, making comments about everyone going in or coming out of the store. I thought nothing of it until I was leaving. As I passed by, he made a comment about the woman in front of me. He was rude to the point of the look of her being upset. I turned and copped him a look of my own, but that only made him turn his attention on me. As stood there, I could now see what he was laying on, and a devilish idea came to mind. I approached him, staring him straight in the eyes. He yelled out that I was about to beat up a poor defenseless homeless person. I reached in my pocket and produced a quarter. I dropped it in the slot next to him. His bed bedding began to rock willy-nilly as it threw him about. He was sprawled out on one of those coin-operated children's cars, you know the ones you find outside of the grocery stores! Without saying a word, I turned and walked away, getting cheers from the parking lot of people who watched me to see if I was going to actually beat him up or something...

must not be many officer's patrolling the area....a buddy of mine was nearly arrested for riding on one of those coin operated horses in front of Wal-Mart...(of course he was drunk, and it was 2am...)