This guy got offended. He thought I was knocking his parenting skills. I said, "Look, I grew up loving the Doors. I didn't become an alcoholic because of Morrison. Hell, I've never even tried a joint." He then screamed, "So what? This makes you better than my daughter? I can't wait until you have kids and they go and get tattoos. We'll see your attitude then!"
I left about 15 minutes later, and a lady convinced me to take food home. "I saw you eat a lot of it. I know you enjoyed it." I replied, "That's because I couldn't eat any of the Indian food earlier."
She handed me something wrapped in aluminum foil. I forgot the leftovers in my car, and the next day my upholstery smelled of dead skunk.
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