Last Night...
I got kicked out of the lamest club in Keene for eating BBQ Fritos on the dance floor. Luckily I really didn't want to be there, so It was somewhat welcomed.
TOUGH GUY: Hey, no outside food allowed. You have to leave, come on, let's go.
ME: [As the guy is walking me out of the club] Lemme just say, for the record, that this stuff is delicious. You want some?
Needless to say, he didn't want any.
Feb 29th