thrift store entertainment:
there was a kid, between 7 - 10 years old, standing by the clothes rack next to his father looking at a "where's waldo?" book grunting.
i dunno whether he was grunting under the severe mental strain of trying to locate waldo, or if he was just a mouthbreather, but i swear to fucking god it sounded like he was jerking off.
my tummy started cramping from holding back laughter.