Dairy Palace, when visited properly, is a rejuvenating balm to the worst of situations. About an hour ago after Steph and I got off work we both sort of migrated to DP for some food, and (as always) found some interesting things to make fun of/discuss through hilariously original dialogue. Example number one:
An old man walks in for some coffee. Approaches Steph, AJ (works there), and me and does the usual chat thing prominent in East Texas.
old man: Do ya'll want to smoke some marijuana with me?
All we can do is try not to die of laughter because we don't hear that very often from 75-80 year olds. We don't really say no... we don't really say anything.
old man: It's the good stuff from Guatemala... well Mexico really, but they get it from Guatemala because it's cheaper there.
More laughter from us.
old man: Well give me an ashtray and I'm going to get high. *gestures to his cane* Do ya'll want to ride my stick horse? I don't think ya'll are ready for me. I just don't think ya'll are ready.
We also found out that this guy we call Jesus got fired at Walmart because he wore skirts like.... every other day in protest to the new khaki uniform thing. Hilarious. *Okay, Chris, this is your second warning about the skirts.... It's grossing the customers out, dude.*
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