Wednesday, February 12, 2003

Evolution is going beyond drunkenly trying to open a car door with a hanger and reaching out and touching someone, in the form of AAA to spend 5 seconds doing what you and your drunken buddies spent an hour in the cold, testoterone steaming up the air, trying to do. As the one relatively sober man in the group, I probably could have done it. I'm lucky with those sorts of things. But as the one relatively sober man in the group, I was far too entertained watching. Especially as Nick said that now that he had a properly rigid tool, he could penetrate the lock. I told him it sounded like he needed to be in Lafayette and not Soulard. The way he talked. And kidded him that it was ashame that he didn't do cunnilingus, because the art of opening a locked car door with the flick of a coat hanger requires the deft delicacy demanded for properly pleasurable clitoral stimulation. Drunken men. Locked car doors, with keys inside. Comedy.   2:24:46 AM