My best friend from Key West Florida Who has sailed all over the world and did a little federal prison time for running weed from Colombia back in the 80s now has a thriving charter service at Little Palm and does not suffer fools gladly
Anyhow he and I and my three lads are doing the Rockies two Halloweens past and we’re in Aspen at the Jerome where caddy corner there is a fancy shell station with a deli
Anybody knows Aspen knows exactly where I’m talking about
He turns on the pump and it’s of course cold at 9000 feet and out of nowhere this smarmy Kali hipster walks over and proceeds to lecture my friend that he’s destroying the planet by wasting fuel
My buddy looks at him and tells him it’s not his business and if he gets closer in his face he’s gonna make him regret it
Man that dude started running he was so scared
We all laughed our asses off
I don’t like folks in my kool aid either
Know exactly where you mean— used to have to go to Vail and Aspen in February every year (and could not expense flying in direct, so had to take a rental 4X4 from Denver (through the tunnel... minus 17 and then some, ice sand and salt(?) on the interstate with crazed illegals blowing by me at 80 mph plus). Odd thing— most of the people who work in Aspen/Vail, cannot afford to live there and they commute from trailer parks some 60 plus miles away.