Only funny in Houston
A rather large, loud man comes in the door, and addresses us all when he gets through the door:
"Who is Mike Jones?"
I am thinking, well this is a joke..I will wait for the funny part. He proceeds to ask again as he cuts the distance between us and the door:
"Who is Mike Jones?"
He has made it up to the customer line, and another customer asks
"Who?"
Which gets
"Mike Jones" as a response. The guy behind the counter can hear him now and asks the guy "Who?" and he says "Mike Jones."
This goes on for a few more seconds, and I am about to laugh uncontrollably, but the guy is serious, and is sort of hard to understand in the first place, and very big. He pulls out a huge stack of bills which he sorts though, and it is made of nothing but 100s and 20s, with which he is supposed to pay Mike Jones.
The man then proceeds to ask everyone if they are Mike Jones. The guy behind the counter says he is not Mike Jones, as they do not make a brown Mike Jones - he would have to be Miguelito Jones.
It turns out, someone named Mike Jones works there, and it is not one who talks about his album.
I almost did say "I am not Mike Jones, but I do know Chingo Bling," but at that point the guy was getting a bit aggrivated that Mike Jones was nowhere to be found, and people, for some reason, kept asking him "who?"
/3rd coast references
Yeah thats right up the road.
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But I was biting my tongue and trying not to giggle so I didn't crack wise at the time. If he had just asked "which one of you is Mike Jones" it would not have been funny at all, but the fact that he essentially did the only lyrics of the song (besides the phone number pointed out earlier) correctly, I nearly died.





