I got asked to be in a three way today. By two hobos. At the library. While I was sniffling and shivering with whatever goforsaken post Thanksgiving illness that has laid eggs in my bloodstream. Seriously. Two old hobos, to be more clear.
I looked cute, in an art teacher sort of way. I was looking for some music and this couple was sprawled out on the couch reading a bunch of celeb mags.
Male hobo-"Hey, honey, you see that girl in the sweater an glasses? She looks like her, donche(which I assume meant doesn't she?)
Lady hobo-"Naw, this one's a bit more ripe (What the shit does that even mean? and who was more ripe, me or the broad in the mag? nevermind, i don't want to know)
Male hobo tells me I smell clean, and asks me if I like'd to come to the beach with him and his new friend(she blushes, and extends her hand for me to shake.) He then tells me that she wants to try stuff with a girl, and that he needs a girlfriend when she goes back in (jail?rehab?the mothership?)
I stand there, completly baffled as to what I should do. I grab three cd's at random, mumble something in French, and walk away.
My dude better watch out, I mean..It took a lot out of me to refuse such a wonderful offer.
In other news, I feel like a hot mess. I am taking baths and drinking Hot Toddy's while listening to music.
So much travel coming up, so much!! I cannot wait.
Saw Slumdog Millionaire last night, and was blown away.
I suppose I should go. I will write something of substance in the next day or two..I have sick brain right now
I looked cute, in an art teacher sort of way. I was looking for some music and this couple was sprawled out on the couch reading a bunch of celeb mags.
Male hobo-"Hey, honey, you see that girl in the sweater an glasses? She looks like her, donche(which I assume meant doesn't she?)
Lady hobo-"Naw, this one's a bit more ripe (What the shit does that even mean? and who was more ripe, me or the broad in the mag? nevermind, i don't want to know)
Male hobo tells me I smell clean, and asks me if I like'd to come to the beach with him and his new friend(she blushes, and extends her hand for me to shake.) He then tells me that she wants to try stuff with a girl, and that he needs a girlfriend when she goes back in (jail?rehab?the mothership?)
I stand there, completly baffled as to what I should do. I grab three cd's at random, mumble something in French, and walk away.
My dude better watch out, I mean..It took a lot out of me to refuse such a wonderful offer.
In other news, I feel like a hot mess. I am taking baths and drinking Hot Toddy's while listening to music.
So much travel coming up, so much!! I cannot wait.
Saw Slumdog Millionaire last night, and was blown away.
I suppose I should go. I will write something of substance in the next day or two..I have sick brain right now
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perilouspup:
actually, i heard a hobo exclaim something about something being ripe as he was picking through the garbage. i'm pretty sure it's a compliment.
velvet_petal:
How exquisite. I hope one day that I will be so composed as to react in French.