Super duper size me- QUICK!
6.28.06, sitting at gate B20 in the DFW airport, awaiting a flight back to BWI:
Fat, middle-aged male-half of the tourist couple (FMAM-H): "Maybe we better eat--what time we get in tonight?"
Fat, middle-aged female-half of the tourist couple (FMAF-H): "We don't get there 'til 6:00. Yah, we better eat."
(FMAM-H): "Yup, we better eat, I guess."
(FMAF-H): "yah, ok." "Couple 'o cheeseburgers, fries and a coke?"
(FMAF-H): "Couple 'o cheeseburgers, fries and a coke?"
(FMAM-H): "Yah, ok."
[He gives her some $$$ and she rumbles off, returning shortly with several overstuffed bags from the airport McDonald's. They settle in to their feast and are quiet for 30 seconds or so while, sucking down french fries]
(FMAF-H) & (FMAM-H): [Embarrassingly loud grunts of pleasure come from both as they continue to slurp and suck]
(FMAF-H): "God. Finally--REAL food! None o' that trail mix, granola stuff. That's all they had at their house!"
(FMAM-H): "Yah, I hate that stuff. Can't eat it. I was starvin'!"
(FMAF-H): "Yah, me too! Never could eat that trail mix stuff. "
(FMAF-H) & (FMAM-H): [continued slurps of contentment are heard as they each ponder the bliss of access, once again, to real food."]
Labels: Tourons (Tourist + Moron)