Eric Karns

I stopped by the BP gas station on my way home from work, only to be hit on by a crazy old Korean woman. She was behind the counter and said I looked very clean and fresh today… and wouldn’t stop saying “very fresh…. very, very fresh….” - so… that was good.

Oh. I should also add… the other night I made a late night run to the 7-11 and got the crap scared out of me (I think I’m probably of the ‘flight’ persuasion.) This coked up redneck started screaming about all the Mexicans in the store and how they’re taking over. He had red rings around his pupils and was really freaky looking. I thought for sure this dude had a gun. The funny thing was, he could count in Spanish so in the end I’m not too worried about him, he’ll assimilate just fine.