Yet more hilarity from the legendary Bill Hicks.
I was in Nashville, Tennessee last year. After the show I went to a waffle house. I’m not proud of it – I was hungry. And I’m alone, I’m eating and I’m reading a book, right.
The waitress walks over to me,
“Hey, what you reading for?”
Isn’t that like the weirdest fucking question you’ve ever heard? Not what am I reading, but what am I reading for… Well, God damn it, you stumped me. Why do I read? Hmmm, well…
I guess I read for a lot of reasons and the main one is so I don’t end up being a fucking waffle waitress.
But then, this trucker in the next booth gets up, stands over me and goes:
“Well, looks like we got ourselves a reader.”
What the fuck’s going on here? It’s not like I walked into a Klan rally in a Boy George outfit, God damn it! It’s a BOOK!!!