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So Brian, Bryan and I went to Wal*Mart last night. As we were walking in, Brian grabbed me and gave me a little side-hug...where we kept walking, but he had his arm around my waist and pulled me in kind of close. (This is relevant, I promise). So as we were walking in, this older woman (gray hair and all) is walking out. When she was about 5 feet in front of us, she yelled (in her raspy old lady voice):
"Hey you two...get a room."
and she wasn't even trying to be funny.
...so then Brian yelled back "Hey, go back to your recliner!"
But it didn't make me feel any better. What a hooker. I could maybe understand if we were making out or he was grabbing my butt or something, but it was nothing like that! If we had been walking in screaming profanities, she probably wouldn't have said a word. Well, as long as we censor love.
"Hey you two...get a room."
and she wasn't even trying to be funny.
...so then Brian yelled back "Hey, go back to your recliner!"
But it didn't make me feel any better. What a hooker. I could maybe understand if we were making out or he was grabbing my butt or something, but it was nothing like that! If we had been walking in screaming profanities, she probably wouldn't have said a word. Well, as long as we censor love.