so.

trent and i are waiting for eric/shannon/lara to show up to see house of mirth.

we decide to go to the centennial across the street to buy a drink to take into the movie.

yeah, the national liquor joint.

so. trent grabs his coke. no problem.

i stroll up to the counter with my dr. pepper.

"can i see some ID please?"

eh?

"it's a dr. pepper."

"yeah, i know. can i see some ID?"

story of my life.

24 years old getting carded for a dr. pepper.

please do contain your laughter.

[test tomorrow. hopefully i can get back to updating this deal later.]