Yesterday, as I was standing on King Street in Charleston with my 10 y/o daughter, waiting for my wife and son to run by during the bridge, this dude came by. He was 50-something, fat, with a scraggly beard and a scragglier woman. Trailing behind were a couple of kids. I, of course, had on an orange clemson hoodie, so my wife and son could pick me out of the crowd.
This dude walks a safe distance past, then turns to no one in particular,and says "Hey! Have you ever seen a Tater? There's one, right there." I didn't realize what he was saying or that it was directed at me until he was another hundred yards or so down the street.
That was probably the funnest thing he's ever said in his entire life. But what he didn't understand was this, the people were laughing at him and not with him.