Fun Moments in Stereotypes

Sunday, I was driving home from the hardware store with Trey, stopped at a light, when a hippie came walking down the road. This guy looked like he was in a movie: long stringy hair held out of his head with a beaded headband, beard, big ol' potbelly sticking out of his fringed vest (no shirt of course), ripped jeans and Birkenstocks. But I didn't start laughing at him until he turned to me, pointed, and said "Ha! Hope you like being stuck in traffic, man!" before turning around and slouching into a convenience store for more smokes.