After reading this entry of the Daily Brad, I was reminded that the TNGC can always get attention, even in the beginning.
Tammee and I went to eat at The Spaghetti Warehouse, before it completely sucked, to just shoot the shit, as we are prone to do. It just so happened we were discussing the, what some people would call "white-trash" - I prefer the term "Springer-esque", antics of a certain friend of ours who lived out of town at the time (see what happens when you aren't around?? hehe). It became obvious that the guy busing the tables around us was trying desperately to hear the conversation that included such words as "cops", "3am", and "fucked up", to name a few.
So, to be ever so helpful in my own special way - and to bust him for being a nosy fuck - the next time he came around, almost leaning into the table, I finished my sentence with "...so I told him to get the fuck off me, put his pants on, and fucking leave cuz' this wasn't fucking happening."
I guess that was intriguing enough for him because he whipped his head around, looked right at us and said something to the effect of "Man, some guys can just be dicks, huh?". To which I replied, "Totally" and we headed out the door trying not to laugh until we hit the sidewalk.