Ok, the title of this blog is inspired by my main man, Jerry Seinfeld because I am about to tell you the most ridiculous Seinfeld-esk story you've ever heard.
So D and I were at Target tonight trying on shoes when a tall, lanky man pushing a shopping cart slowly lurked by and let out a little terradactyl-like screech. Diana and I looked at each other, pressing our lips together, trying to suppress our laughter when we both peeked out of the shoe aisle to see the man slowly turning back in our direction. He walked past our aisle again, this time looking at us while he screeched. We both lost control and started laughing. A few seconds later, he was walking on the opposite side of us, staring right at us and letting out ANOTHER dinosaur noise. D and I could not stop laughing! It was so strange! This crazy dinosaur man was watching us just a little too closely and walking curiously slow.
Finally, after watching him slowly push his cart through the open spaces of the shoe rack, dino-man made his finally pass, this time with a lady friend. How the H does a creepy, middle-aged, slow-walking, dinosaur-impersonating dude find a lady friend while so many normal, pleasant people can't find a date?? So again I ask, what the the DEAL with people, people???
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