Uuummmm Sir, you have some shrimp stuck in your neck hair!

So here I am, all dressed up, wearing my Talbot's Flare jeans, black jimmy cho's, slim fit white button up shirt, and my black with white dots tux coat... looking smokin hot and refreshed.

My cohorts, Benny and Donny...a dashing vegan couple and surprising new friends to Moi! The 3 of us all ready for an evening of fun, awards, paparazzi, and fancy people!

We arrive at the Gala event, as we walk in, there are crowds of people laughing, air kissing, diamonds twinkling on the women, and the men and glasses clinking! As we make our way through the people, and head to one of the open bars for wine there is distant voice softly calling my name.  I turn ever so slowly around in caution because I know that voice.  It's his voice...

I turn completely around to find no one there, just glittering people walking past.  Was he just in my head? in my heart and soul? Is he just someone that I made up while I was in the coma? did he really find me?

Benny and Donny walk over to me with wine for us and we raise our glasses at toast to a fabulous evening of merriment and gaiety!  There we are, laughing, air kissing diplomats, idiots, headliners and Drag Queens.  I notice a young man approach Moi with a tray of appetizers... he is rather unkept looking with wrinkled clothing, messy greasy hair, and unshaven.  He offers Moi a spoon full of shrimp and shellfish!  I stand there an stare at this guy and I begin to enjoy the seafood in the spoon.  I notice he has ...what looks like a piece of shrimp stuck to his long facial hair on his neck.

I just stand there thinking...someone needs to tell this guy about the shrimp that he has gotten tangled in his neck hair!  He walks through the crowd with his tray of seafood with me in pursuit of wanting to not embarrass him any.  As I'm walking towards him, I am pulled by an admirer for a photo opp! I eventually am able to get away and now I can't seem to find him.  I spot him on the other side of the room, and I make tracks towards him hoping to get him alone to tell him about his dangling shrimp!

As I approach him I notice the shrimp is almost like dancing in his neck hair!

I tap him on his shoulder gently as I don't want to startle him and his shrimp falls off his neck and lands on a spoon... Sir, Young Man,..... As he turns to me, I lean in closely to him and point at my neck and say...you happen to have some shrimp on your neck... He replies with well thank you for noticing my skin tag, I really appreciate it, I will now go home and kill myself!

I'm like so stunned and shocked! That's a skin tag?  Who walks around with a skin tag the size of a shrimp while serving...shrimp?

I mean...come on dude!