Who knew the princes of Serbia liked family dining?

More importantly, who knew the princes of Serbia liked drinking and yelling about how this country is horrible, but they love Bush?

Setting: Where else but our Round the Clock?
Characters: Anastasia, that's me; Andrea, my pseudo-sister and best-friend-I'm-not-fucking; Jim and Jason, the boys; Nichole, the most inept waitress on the planet; Nick, the waiter; Brad, the manager and DILF; and the Princes of Serbia.

It was night two of a RTC double header, and therefore Andrea and I were angry that we went out. This may or may not have had something to do with the bizarro double-header anxiety that took place (both of us had anxiety attacks; this is highly unusual and completely unprecedented). It was horrible- Andrea curled up into a ball and I sat there shaking. Jim looked worried.

After we had both calmed down and several hours passed, the drunks at the table behind us started talking about (bad) music, and how they love said music. At one point this went from music to politics, and they declared their royalist, anti-communist beliefs. I'm a communist.

I quote the louder drunk guy, "No o-fucking-ffense." Wouldn't the 'fucking' in the middle imply offense? But who could have known that they were the drunk princes of Serbia, still angry that their parents were evicted from their home country by commies?

It was a time full of anger. I started asking if anyone had gags to shut everyone up. Jim ran outside because he got so angry. Andrea began feeling nauseated.

then they left.