You ain't like anybody else...

on Halloween night M. and i were somewhat impatiently waiting in a never-ending line to get into a club, but there was two cute guys in front of us, so that made waiting much more bearable. one of the cute guys turned around and asked us if we minded his cigarette smoke and i told him that i didn't mind as long as he gave me one.

he was wearing aviator glasses, a green visor, plaid shorts, white socks, and was holding a fly-swatter. i asked him what his costume was supposed to be and he said that he was Raoul Duke in Hunter S. Thompson's Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas.

i never finished watching that film, and i was attracted to cute guy's originality and chivalry.

that being said, i Netflixed Gonzo: The Life and Work of Dr. Hunter S. Thompson and intend to watch it soon.