You were very intent on not flashing gang colors, which I guess is a smart move in Rutvegas, so I recommended some of the more generic bandannas to you, including the super-lame fireman one.
In case you wanted to roll with the firemen.
Then you told me there was a fire in your pants.
I’m not really sure where you were going with that one, but it’s irrelevant.
For the rest of my boring-ass day that dragged on and on, I was concerned about the fire in your pants.
Every time I thought about it I cracked a smile.
Anyway, the moral of the story is, if you’re gonna shop at my store, please have something interesting to say at the ready.
It doesn’t have to be as good as “fire in my pants.” But it really helps.
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