In a Flash.

BON, Chatting up some of the customers brings up interresting stories at times, such as this one story about our old friend El Indie. Our dear faithful customer was peacefully puffing a cig when El Indie came up to her (I can imagine his calm, innocent face. HAR HAR). It was winter, and so he had a jacket on, with clothes under (this is very important you see). This is when he decided he would RIP OPEN his coat and expose his clothed body to our smoking customer.

All the while screaming bloody murder.

Now, when people ask me if I make these stories up, I can now refer them to customers, or witnesses as I like to think of them, of these events. Go ahead, come on, ask them.

I MUST relate this to yet another situation my cooli-o friend told me just this morning. At the long awaited release of the new Harry Potter book, my friend had calmly exited the bookstore and was walking through the parking lot when this man in a burgundy robe, yes, burgundy, appeared. Before she knew what was happening, he WHIPPED open his robe and yelled:

I LOVE HARRY POTTER!!!!!

Can you imagine a naked man yelling this, butt naked, in a parking lot, while shaking his hips from side to side? Oh, AND taking almost dancing steps in your direction? I can, and I find it quite disturbing.

So to all you Harry Potter fans, beware.