So Im playing a vid game at The Tool Box tonight. Its quiet. Not too busy. Two barflies are playing the game beside me. One skinny, on the game, the other, portly and hanging onto the skinny guy like some drunk bingo winner with a jackpot cheque in her hand. Heres the conversation:
Big Guy: “Halloween. You know what you are gonna be?”
Skinngy Guy: “If all goes right, a marine!”
BG: “If all goes right, Im gonna be a Klingon!”
SG: “First series?”
BG: “God who does that? Who does the first series Klingon!? Come on!”
Grope grope grope…