Originally Posted by 8D_In_Trunk,Sep 29 2006, 01:29 PM

So, anyway, about 8 years ago, I was living in Tacoma. We went out for pizza one day; livin la dolce vita.

Now, about 8 years ago, I basically owned 3 types of shirts: T-Shirts, Hawaiian Shirts (usually the real Hilo Hattie ones), and formal shirts for work.

So, there I am, on the waterfront in Tacoma, eating pizza, in one of my usual Hawaiian shirts, ON THE NIGHT OF A BUFFET CONCERT. . . anyway, all these ass clowns come up to me, start high-fiving me, slapping me on the back, and saying "I'll see you at the show." Rudely, I might ad. So, I ask, "What's going on?" I get greeted by more laughter. . . my friend Ben pipes up, "No, really, he ALWAYS dresses like this. . .what's going on?" Then we were met with the most blank stares from this table of 15 across from us. . . as if, somehow, it is NOT possible to eat pizza, half-stoned, half-drunk, wearing a Hawaiin t-shirt, and not knowing a single damn Jimmy Buffet song.

. . . yes folks, Jimmy Buffet sings about my life, and I don't give a rat's ass.

Originally Posted by 8D_In_Trunk,Sep 29 2006, 10:29 AM

So, anyway, about 8 years ago, I was living in Tacoma. We went out for ...........

Originally Posted by 8D_In_Trunk,Sep 30 2006, 01:29 AM

So, anyway, about 8 years ago, I was living in Tacoma. We went out for pizza one day; livin la dolce vita.

Now, about 8 years ago, I basically owned 3 types of shirts: T-Shirts, Hawaiian Shirts (usually the real Hilo Hattie ones), and formal shirts for work.

So, there I am, on the waterfront in Tacoma, eating pizza, in one of my usual Hawaiian shirts, ON THE NIGHT OF A BUFFET CONCERT. . . anyway, all these ass clowns come up to me, start high-fiving me, slapping me on the back, and saying "I'll see you at the show." Rudely, I might ad. So, I ask, "What's going on?" I get greeted by more laughter. . . my friend Ben pipes up, "No, really, he ALWAYS dresses like this. . .what's going on?" Then we were met with the most blank stares from this table of 15 across from us. . . as if, somehow, it is NOT possible to eat pizza, half-stoned, half-drunk, wearing a Hawaiin t-shirt, and not knowing a single damn Jimmy Buffet song.

. . . yes folks, Jimmy Buffet sings about my life, and I don't give a rat's ass.

Originally Posted by tokyo_james,Sep 30 2006, 01:11 AM

Jimmy who ??