Ohio ppl are the same kind of ppl you find in Independence, MO. True story: Last time I was in Columbus for work, we were heading to the airport to get home for the weekend and I had an emergency and needed my coworker to pull off an early exit so I could use the restroom at a Wendy's. Anyways, I go to the bathroom and this crack head dad is talking to himself in the mirror, while his son is attempting to take a crap. Meanwhile i'm sweating it out, until the kid gets out. Then the guy started screaming at himself in the mirror and told the demons to leave. Anyways, the kid gets done 10 minutes later and I almost exploded. I run to the restroom as they exit and then crackheads dad's friend enters the bathroom and he's doing the same ritual as his friend. Talking to himself, laughing and then screaming, as he's sweating from the crack. During this entire time i'm trying to take a crap. Ohio is it's own country.
What did we learn here? two things:
1. Don't eat Mexican food in Ohio.
2. Don't do crack.
