I saw a lawyer picking his wedgie on his way to court.
I drove behind a NY car with a big placard in the back window that said “bad dog” and had a picture of a pit bull. And then the driver made an illegal U-turn in the middle of main street. And I honked and said “bad dog.”
When I went to buy doughnuts the woman behind the counter kept calling me “hon” which people do around here – even if you are older than them – I wasn’t older than her this time, but she kept calling me “hon” and I sort of hated it. I ain’t your “hon” sprinkles or no.
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