Note to self, “Filter you suck”.
Ass Sphincter says what?? |
So, I have always had a problem with my internal filter, and
when I have a few cocktails the internal monologue which escapes my mouth always bites
me in the ass.
Like the time I told one of my girlfriends that I thought
her husband looked “gay”. (Yeah, I
did). And yes, I am jealous, jealous of
the way that he puts outfits together!!
I mean this man, he has more fashion sense than any of those two bit
fashionista hookas on Project Runway. If
he could sew, and I am afraid to ask, I can only imagine he would give Tim Gunn
a run for his money.
Bedazzling.....not just for the ladies any longer |
Which I thought was way funny……so did my other girlfriend, but just because we brought our own booze to a birthday party, our perspective might have been slightly skewed.
Well, I know it was skewed, because the “Taco Man” (man who
made taco’s for the party) caught us outside when I was trying to show her how
hubby humps my back when I bend over. Enter
scene:
Me: What is with the
back humping, why do they feel the need to hump your back when you bend over?
R: Yeah, what is with
that shit? (bends over to mix a drink
from our secret drink bag)
Me: (Humping her
back) Woo HOO….ain't this sexxxxxie!
R: (Snorting and
laughing and trying not to spill her drink while I am feverishly humping her
back) AAAHHAAAAHHAAA…Dude you are gonna
make me spill my drink!
Me: (Dismounting and
Laughing) Yea….(As I start to finish my
sentence, I look over and see the Taco Man staring at us, mid spatula and taco
in hand, eyes wide with a back away from the crazy white girls look.)
R: Hey Taco Man, Como esta?
Sus tacos son Buenos! (The irony
here is that she is speaking Spanish with an Oklahoma accent).
Did you get rid of all your comments? Because I commented on this post and the previous post, I am sure of it. And I was all excited because it let me. What up?
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