I was going through my jacket pockets looking for some gum and decided it would be a good time to clean them out:
Handful of cheap napkins (unused). Out.
A movie ticket stub. Out.
A condom from Yaffa Cafe. In.
Blistex, glove, eyedrops. In, in, in.
Home-made business card for a psychic reading by Destiny. Ou.. wait..
Someone named Brian crossed out Destiny's information and wrote their number on the back (it wasn't my handwriting; I don't do bubble 'i's). When did I wear this coat last? and where? I couldn't come up with the answer to these questions. 501 area code? A quick search came up with "(Northwestern and Central) Arkansas" Huh?
What is even more mysterious is where the hell my gum went!
For those wondering, I actually went to those identity websites, but I wasn't about to pay $5.95 to view the results! I guess this mystery will have to stay unsolved.
1 comment:
Hmmm- did you go on a drinking binge and end up in a Southern leather bar again? I thought you learned your lesson last time!
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