Took the wife and kids swimming at my parents last night... the town i live in, all the houses have alleys between their backyards...
So I'm standing outside the pool cleaning up some chairs, when a woman on a bike rides through the alley and says something unintelligible... i didn't think anything of it, but then she came back and did it again... my wife shot me a worried look so i headed to the fence line and waited, and sure enough, little tweaker rides back over and stops and looks through the fence...
Tweaker: do you need help?
Me: excuse you? Do YOU need help with something?
Tweaker: um, kinda...
Me: ok, like you need me to call the police? That kind of help?
Tweaker: um, no, no, that's ok... they don't really help...
Me: well I'm gonna go ahead and call them anyway...
Tweaker: do you have a bra i can borrow...
Me: (trying to reconcile the flow of adrenaline with the urge to start laughing uncontrollably) I bet the cops can help you with that, I'll call them...
Tweaker: oh, that's ok... they can't help me....
There was a little more back and forth that ultimately ended with me saying "ya, well, I'm calling the cops"...
Then my brain did this thing I'll never understand, but i know I'm not the only one who has it happen because I've witnessed it numerous times... my brain decided i needed a good line to go out on... so i blurted out "get movin!"... get movin...
to my recollection, I've never uttered those words together before, and definitely never 'barked' them out the way i did with the tweaker... i think when the adrenaline starts going, my brain thinks we're john Wayne or chuck Norris or something... silly brain... and silly tweaker...