This inbred turd was apparently gunning for some McLovin' on his way to Jersey. With his thick accent (read: drunken, Southern slurs), it’s hard to make out most of what he’s saying, but here’s what I could make out:
“…some Pepto Bismol…and when I get there we’re gonna dance the freak dance…and later on we might end up doing something [inaudible]. I’m just playin. “
First of all, why is it that drunk people are very LOUD? Is it to compensate for the absolute lack of clarity? While it doesn’t sound it on the video (bear in mind the bus is obnoxiously LOUD, what with all the other drunks cackling loudly), I can assure you Cotton-Eyed Joe here was so loud, Helen Keller could’ve heard him.
Second, it should be noted that Mr. Git 'Er Done also had a tattoo of Bob Marley, which the woman standing and encouraging (read: talking) to the ladies’ man caressed and shouted approvingly. Now I love me some Bob just like anyone else, however, this guy and Bob Marley would be like Courtney Love sporting a tat of the Mensa logo.
Lastly, (and most importantly) nothing says loving like digestive-aid liquid and whatever in god’s name the “freak dance” is. I mean, he may as well have said he had anal leakage…in a hot tub.
151 more to go!
