Sunday, November 28, 2004

Bassett Love

I had Mexican for lunch today with Josh, whom I haven't seen since freshman year or so. It was a lot of fun. We spent most of the meal trying to figure out the logistics of smuggling.

While we were waiting for our food, a man came up to us with a slightly crazed look in his eye. "Servicios de caballeros?" I shrugged and half-raised my hands, which is the universal symbol for don't-ask-me-I-am-an-ignorant-white-devil.

Josh turned to me after the man walked away. "Did he just ask us for beers of the horsemen? Because I was about to be like no, we're out of those."


Sometimes it is very hard not to hate everyone on earth forever and ever and ever.


Blogger Coral Clarke said...

"beers of the horsemen"? Heeheeheehee. :D

11/28/2004 1:05 PM  
Blogger Chris Clarke said...

No, he'd already HAD the beers of the horsemen, and so he needed to piss like a racehorse.

11/29/2004 1:17 PM  

Post a Comment

<< Home