a few weeks ago Mr. REA and i were out on the town for a friend's birthday.
because the man refuses to take public transportation, no matter how much more convenient it is, we circled the area for an hour looking for parking.
on our walk to the bar, the streets were roaring with drunks. people who probably spent their entire Saturday watching sports and boozing.
aka my favorite kinds of people.
now this is where things get exciting.
we passed by two women, sitting on the porch outside of a store front.
correction: women is not the correct term, they were young female drunks.
one was standing saying:
no no, its totally fine. no one will even notice. like whatever, its totally fine. you're my friend.
and the other, was squatting and peeing all over the sidewalk.
Mr. REA's response:
disgusting. she's a grown-ass women, can't even handle her alcohol.
and in truth, um yes it was totally disgusting.
but in her defense, sometimes you just don't know what's happening to your body. like puberty, only not.
Mr. REA:
is that what you're like when i'm out of town?
Mouth:
what? ew no. totally gross. ugh disgusting. ew.
Mind:
of course not, that's what i act like when i'm out of town.
he can never know my secrets.
