Friend L had annual pre-marriage party. Don't get excited. L has no intention of marrying as is not legal to wed her chosen partner. L did recently break-up with girlfriend and is now looking for new. Fortunately, had many drunken takers after gathering. Fully expect next year's pre-marriage party to be ever more grand.
Had horrifically humorous afternoon viewing pleasure. Young couple at gas station began arguing. Initial outburst: "I'm going to spill! I'm going to spill!" Took several seconds to determine girl was not over sized glass of orange juice but threatening boyfriend with private information. The two carried discussion outdoors whereupon boyfriend, holding gas nozzle at this point, splashed water bottle on girlfriend's turned back. Boyfriend calmly stated, "Shut up, bitch. I just doused you with gas. You ain't talking to no one." --Mind, may have dialect off.
Girl screeched and carried on. Took attendant to coax her into restroom for clean up and stern lecture from manager to him. Amusing, horrifying, and thoroughly diverting. Lovely day.
Other shit: New book Sex Ed releases from Resplendence Publishing on May 19th.
Note to self: "Mia, water bottle trick not likely to work in office space. Perhaps try on smoking R at next dumpster visit. Calculate how fast he extinguishes cigarette."
4 comments:
I think I have a crush on Gas Man.
If he'd had a hat out, would have tipped him for the entertainment. Shrew does not begin to describe her prior rant.
I used to have a crush on gas man, but then I divorced him.
Crush and burn, eh?
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