End of night, been really busy, people got their drink on. I’m cleaning dishes, this guy in front of me exclaims, dude. I called Uber. They’re coming. Uber?  Yeah, dude. Uber. Lovvve Uber, dude. Check this out.

He gets his phone out.

You can track where their car is. See that? That’s me, that’s my car coming. Uber, dude. It’s all I can think about.

UUUUUUBBBBBER.

Dude, Uber’s the shit.

Fuck, dude. Uber.

-Clint Curtis