Saturday, November 13, 2004

I was downtown today, doing a little shopping in celebration of my official new promotion and in anticipation of the growing Thanksgiving ho down. Exiting Bed Bath & Beyond, my last stop, I paused to shift my bags and overheard the woman on the payphone just inside the doors say, "So, what, one of these days you're going to shit your pants and then come over to kill me?"

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