Yesterday in the park a mostly-toothless Native American man with a can of beer in hand approached us and introduced himself as the mayor of Seattle. We were sitting under a tree enjoying the breeze, and he sat down nearby and offered to buy me some socks. I declined, so he escalated to pantyhose, a girdle, and finally false teeth. I agreed to the false teeth.
Later, in a different part of the park, the mayor came by again. He told us some terrible jokes and then fixed me with an unstable grin and some sincere finger guns, enthusing about my potential new false teeth. I think that false teeth for everyone is a platform that I can get behind.
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