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Im gonna tell you a story.
I was at the bite of Seattle. Drunk, minding my own business, walking around with girlfriend.
Out of the corner of my eye I see some street performer mocking me from behind.
Drunk and angry I spin around and give the mime clown a nice shove and threatened to beat his lame clown ass. I have no love for clowns and I really dont like being mocked behind my back.
It was then I realized that I had unknowingly wandered through the little back part of his little grassy ampitheatre and he had a nice little audience. They then started to boo me.
I felt like an ass for about 2 seconds then went back to drinking.
True story.
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