Bright and early Sunday morning, I go over to the neighborhood CVS drugstore from the theater. I need to get my morning Coca-Cola.
As I enter the building, from behind me a man says in a perfectly normal sounding tone:
"Hey. You have a nice ass."
I figure it must be a) someone from the theater or b) someone stumbling home drunk at 10.30 in the morning after staying out all night drinking. Curious, I turned around. Perfectly normal looking fellow, nicely-dressed. Smiled and went on his way.
It sure ain't true, my ass being not unlike two scoops of cottage cheese in appearance, jiggling like Jell-o, but it sure is a nice start to the day.
2 comments:
Isn't it nice that Miss Helen Keller has been reincarnated into the body of a nicely-dressed normal-looking gay man... but how unfortunate she's still blind as a bat.
I stand by my comment!
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