I lost a game of Tic Tac Toe to an enclosed chicken in S. Dakota.
Anon once visited DC in '96. Stayed at a Days Inn located in Arlington. Anon went to a seafood restaurant nearby. Owner asked party anon if he wanted to have fun. Anon was 22, with a gun n shield. Sure, anon said…as he was lead thru the kitchen to a janitor closet that had a secret door behind the mops n buckets. Anon went down a staircase n walked 100-150 yds underground, barely any lighting, and came to 12ft. Mahogany doors with nice fixtures.
Anon saw many beautiful gals his age with accents all across this flat earth. When Anon took a piss, he couldn't help but see see a clown two urnals down. The clown showed his credentials. I was cool as the other side of the pillow.
He knew i saw his shoulder holster n i deed himself. Cool…i got my .40 anywho….
He said he was a clown. I found my way back upstairs n the owner tried giving me a a crate of live blue crabs, which i turned down.
My wife thought i was nutty til all this started coming out.
Moral of the story is…fuck off n trust the Plan.