Shopping just a little while ago.
Hear this conversation Between 2 adults about the word "gorbo"
Black haired guy: That's not a word, bro.
Red haired guy: Yes it is.
BHG: I am pretty sure tha its not a word.
RHG: YES IT IS. Come on, are you ******* with me?
RHG starts yelling at this point and BHG is a little embarassed. People are looking.
RHG: I GORBO, YOU GORBO, HE, SHE, WE GORBO.
RHG is now so loud that people are starting to look uncomfortable, and BHG is staring shocked. A woman picks up her two kids and leaves the area. An old woman who was eating grapes has one half-way to her mouth and hasn't moved the whole time.
RHG: GORBO! GORBOING! GORBOLOGY, THE STUDY OF GORBO! IT IS FIRST GRADE, SPONGEBOB!
BHG is confused and pissed at this point, so he yells "FINE, THEN WE CAN ALL GORBO TONIGHT BY OUR ********************!!!" and storms off.
The whole area is staring at RHG. You could have heard a pin drop (I'm pretty sure everybody thought he was having a psychotic episode) except for me. I am laughing so hard that I can't hold myself up. I ran towards him, picked him up off the ground, yelling "Patrick, I am sorry I doubted you!"
He looks confused, then realizes there are people watching so he smiles and waves at the gathered crowd, who now laugh it off like it was some sort of flash-mob or skit.
We go on our merry ways sometimes, but there are maniacs out there who watch too much tv. These are my people.