Tom Brown
07-21-2006, 09:03 PM
I just got back from a formal function. It was a nice event.
On the way home, I figured I'd stop at 7-11 for 4 liters of milk. The stuff I had seemed to have gone a little past the best before date.
The thing is, our downtown turns into a ghetto at night. I walked past about a dozen men sitting on the concrete apron with their shirts off. As I walked in, everyone wheeled to stare. Even the whaling babies stopped their catterwauling for a moment as I crossed the threshold.
"Hey... look at that rich fukker wearing shoes!" :eek:
At least I wasn't stabbed. They probably thought I was James Bond.
No wonder Jesus hasn't returned. He'd probably feel as awkward as I did tonight if he did.
On the way home, I figured I'd stop at 7-11 for 4 liters of milk. The stuff I had seemed to have gone a little past the best before date.
The thing is, our downtown turns into a ghetto at night. I walked past about a dozen men sitting on the concrete apron with their shirts off. As I walked in, everyone wheeled to stare. Even the whaling babies stopped their catterwauling for a moment as I crossed the threshold.
"Hey... look at that rich fukker wearing shoes!" :eek:
At least I wasn't stabbed. They probably thought I was James Bond.
No wonder Jesus hasn't returned. He'd probably feel as awkward as I did tonight if he did.