Are you ever out and you see a really odd couple walking together, like a young skinny white broad dressed in tacky clothes with a big fat tall old black guy in fine duds? And think to yourself, Wow, that couple doesn't have a whole lot in common on the outside, yet, there they are, strolling down the street together...I wonder what their relationship is, how they met, where they're going...and then suddenly one half of the couple pulls ahead of the other half of the couple and then...
You realize that they weren't walking together at all.
Ah, well.
7 comments:
What a lovely piece of prose!
hey bart! take a left! that was in my dream when i was 7.
Hahaha - we are like sisters. You make me want to eat wings with you. And that's a ritual I reserve for only very sacred people. With very special sauce.
HAHAHahHAHAHA
wing wing wing
hello?
I like to picture what they must look like when they are making Whoopie*.
*Courtesy of the Newlyed Game.
I saw two men chasing each other down the street yesterday.
Two boys chasing each other = playing.
Two men chasing each other = gay.
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