So there is this alley that runs between our house and the restaurant next door. Now, it's not uncommon to have problems with rowdy people over there at night, it IS a Chico's Tacos after all (for the non-El Pasoans, Chico's is local legend known for it's infamous rolled tacos, and people especially love to go there after a night of drinking) And unfortunately for my poor eyes, drunks pissin' in the alley on weekends is not uncommon. At least it's dark usually.
But today I caught some guy shaking the lizard in the alley in broad daylight! Geeez.
I was returning from picking up a prescription, driving through the alley on the way to the front of the house. As I turned down the alley I see this young guy in baggy shorts, cockatoo in hand, boldly going where many men have gone before. GROSS.
For a second I didn't know what to to.
And then my evil side kicked in. I started hitting the horn repeatedly, pointing at him, and shrieking, "I see it! I see it!!! OMG I seeee it!!!" hysterically. The dood staggered back, and ran off around the corner... struggling to pull up his shorts along the way.
I haven't laughed so hard in ages.