“They felt sorry for you, Mears. Cause your’e OLD.”
I would have conked them with one of my old-lady clogs if they didn’t serve me.
NEVER mess with a clog wearer.
Never.
.
I learned that important lesson many years ago in a discotech in Norway. I approached a saucy looking damsel and had the unfortune to make a snide comment about her Land O' Lakes looking two pointed milk maid hat.
She took umbrage, removed her footwear like an angry African American woman who's fries were cold at McDonalds and came at me, clonking me about the cabeza with a wooden shoe. In front of all my friends,no less. It was quite humiliating, and my poor Gulliver swole all up like a Tom and Jerry cartoon.
I will never take a clog wearing woman so lightly again. And especially not a seasoned veteran.
Woe be unto he, who dogs the clog.
It is known.