Well, that sounds, in terms of the accent, more like John but the screaming at people in public, sure I do that a lot. John probably is in severe hangover mode right now in Dublin after spending St. Patrick's day there yesterday. He and his whole Irish clan probably got ruined because I am sure he took your advice and told everybody he was from Boston...which is basically, West Ireland. I kind of assume he never made it out of the pub and slept on a floor in a puddle of ale. 

Yesterday at the market I had a run-in with a couple of loons looking to have Elizabeth Warren removed. They had a table set-up collecting signatures. They made the mistake of calling me over. Whoops. I kept the obscenities out of it, but it did not go well for them. Oddly, at the market where I grocery shop there has been, on several occasions, people collecting signatures for what I would call, well, weird shit. They never fail to invite me to their table...and they never fail to regret it. Not that I am not nice, it's just that these people seem incredibly poorly prepared to discuss the topics they are collecting signatures for.