so many things in this world make me smile (unicorns, rainbows, and fluffy ball of bark chasing bikers in the park), but one thing up there is the look on people faces when they go for that fist bump thing, and you just stand there with an inquisitive "what the fuck kinda retarted thing are you trying to do here?" sneer about you. and howie is one of those crazy "i don't like to touch others or have them touch me" people. i met one of those people in one of those places once and i used to go up to this person and poke them with my index finger saying cutesy and annoyingly "i'm touching you" and that was ok with this person, because that, i guess, was a "crazy" thing to do like this "crazy" idea of no touching. people are odd.