My favorite guy in quite awhile was at Gomer’s Chicken for breakfast Sunday.
This camera-phone-into-the-sunlight photo doesn’t do him justice.
He enjoys breakfast by himself with a handlebar mustache and a glass of chocolate milk. He will have to lick his mustache clean when he’s done with that milk. He’s eating pancakes. He takes a contemplative look over his glasses, which can double as a necklace thanks to a thin piece of rope connected to each ear piece.
He is a true badass. I want to have a conversation with him some day.