O.M.G.

Yesterday The ExMister and I were waiting at the airport to pick up a friend. While sitting at the Sam Adams bar and having a chat, a gaggle of 8th grade morons tried to descend but were quickly turned away by the bartender.
Our conversation:

"Thank goodness you have to be 18 to sit here. Whoosh!"

"Did they say their flight was cancelled?"

"I don't know... all I heard was '...walla walla walla Kelly Clarkson...' and I ordered another round."