You know the one. That guy holding court up by the bar telling “war” stories to the Gore Groupies. Cashing in with free drinks on Routh’s guilty verdict.
Buddy, move along. I don’t want your questions. I don’t want to hear your missteps and realize all you know is Call of Duty and the History Channel. I just came in to have a beer and enjoy my night.
Instead of getting in the middle of that, we just went across the street. I didn’t let it ruin my night. But I’m thinking about it more than I want.