Tonight, fkr probably means what you think it does, (not faker). We ended up at Frankie and Johnnies on Arabella St, and as I was sitting at the bar waiting for our table, in walked The Black Crows. They walked in like ducks (crows) in a row (think: Beatles "Abbey Road".)
As they walked by- me, "omg, omg, omg, omg, ..."
Family, "what?"
Me, "crow, crow, crow, crow.."
It isn't like I really wanted to sit and have a chat, it was just that I was pretty excited we ended up in the same divey restaurant, same bat time, same bat channel.
So what might you ask was the problem? Well, I just couldn't stop staring. I was like a pony who needed blinders. Luckily my friends pulled me back to reality, but not before trying to recreate the scene from "Date Night".
(John hiding- Chris Robinson in bkground. Photo credit: Harvey Posert )
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