I went to lunch Friday with my brother, who told me a story from the day before when he and his best friend, Tony, had been sitting around drinking at TGI Friday's (it's an exciting life they lead down there in Burnsville).
Somewhere along the way, one of Tony's friends called and said he might "drop in for one." About 30 minutes later, a large man walks into the bar and comes up behind Jon and Tony. Jon notices the guy out of the corner of his eye, but doesn't pay any attention to the guy until he notices that the he is standing about six inches from Tony's right ear. Jon makes eye contact with Tony to alert him to the man who's breathing down his neck, but Tony (remember, this is the bloke who tried to pick a fight with Kevin Williams) decides to ignore the guy. This goes on for about 30 seconds, with Jon trying to play along, when all of a sudden the guy spins Tony and screams in his face: "QUIT FUCKING MY WIFE!!!"
Then he turns and walks out.
It had been Tony's friend.
That's funny, man. I don't care where you're from, that's just funny.
This is a day late, but: Hooray!