AN OPPORTUNE MOMENT FOR MY BAM STORY!
my friend and i were in LA at my favorite thai restaurant. they were playing Yellow Submarine on the screens, and we were very content; relaxing in comfy chairs with tom ka gai and the Beatles. there were also some old looking crusty punk rockers kind of to the left of us that i was super-intrigued by.
then Bam walked in the back door of the restaurant and walked right by us, and stood about two feet in front of where we were eating. smiled our way, and schmoozed with (seemingly his friends...) the crusty punkers. now, i remain fairly impartial to Mr.Margera and his crazy antics; but was intrigued as usual. i whispered--or so i thought--to Eve "DUDE...THAT'S BAM!" and he totally heard, and smirked and kept shooting us these cute little smug grins. and we shared a few giggles.
yeah...and so that's my Bam story. as you can tell; i clearly suck at telling stories. three cheers for Betty.
