Some co-workers of mine decided to grab lunch. We argued for awhile about where to eat. I wanted barbecue, my buddy wanted Chick Fil-A. The guy driving the jeep was all, "Damn, Scott, it's always Chick Fil-A this, Chick Fil-A that. We need to try something new for a change."
After some arguing, the driver goes, "Tell you what, if you want your damn Chick Fil-A so bad, here's what you've gotta do. You need to strip down buck naked, jump out into the parking lot, stare at the street for awhile and try to tie your junk into a knot."
None of us thought he was gonna do it, but Scotty must really wanted a spicy chicken sandwich. After about 10 seconds of contemplation, we come pulling into Chick Fil-A, Scott strips down to what he was born with and does his thing. Then, when he gets back into the jeep to get his clothes back, my friend that was driving pulls away before the dude gets his pants on. We were all cracking up. Well, except for Scott. Man, he was pissed off.
The weirdest part of the whole story was this one guy that was just standing nearby watching the whole thing with his pants unzipped. That dude was straight up creepy.