I split my pants at the post office today - I am not sure if I was more embarrassed about the actual event or the accompanied realized truth that I no longer could comfortably wear a size 42 waist.
I still had twenty packages to process, which prevented an immediate, embarrassed egress. Instead I patiently waited for ten minutes with a one foot jagged window to my ass. Now I know how English homosexuals feel when they queue up for a BDSM club.
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