A couple of nights ago, "Barry" and I were chilling @ my crib at like 1-2 AM. He was posting shit on eBay and I was playing Halo3. We both started getting hungry, so we decided to go on a late night food run. The only things open that late at night are burrito shops and Jack in the Box (or as I like to call it "Yack in the Box"). We agreed on the latter and made our way to Yacks. We ordered our food with no problems, but then, some weird things started happening. We pulled up to the window and paid. Then the guy at the window asked us to move around and park and wait for the food. This wouldn't be anything out of the ordinary, except that IT WAS 2 O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING and there was no one behind us or even in the vicinity of the Yack besides us. I was unnerved by the weird request, but Barry insisted that I was being paranoid. I believed that they asked us to move around to the front so that we wouldnt be able to see them spit in our burgers, or some gay as shit like that. Then in a shocking turn of events my paranoia was proven correct. The guy came out of the Yack in the Box with our food in tow. But the fucking weird thing was that he was only WEARING ONE SHOE!?!?!?!? He came out the door limping with one shoe on and the other foot in a white sock. We started to laugh our asses off. Because there was ABSOLUTELY no reason for this guy to be walking around with no shoes on. This made both of us think about what the fuck this dude was doing in the back, for him to be wearing one shoe. It probably whould have made us think twice about eating those Yacks burgers but, FUCK IT! We were hungry! Hahaha!!!
The End. Bitch.