once, twice, three times...
shat on... (approximately one month ago in the life of thecrutcha)1) not only did a bird poop on me...but he defiled my face,my hair, my cell phone...wait...and then i was left screaming in the street. a kind woman stopped and gave me tissue paper from her packages. i proceeded to cry and wipe the poop off of myself...
2) 2 days later, i sat in madison sq park, reading and writing,2 more birds decided to double team me. 1pm - on my shoe. 1:07pm- down my back; onto my favorite suede blazer. a nice gang bang on a Saturday afternoon, if you will. needlessto say, i had a cigarette breakdown, went to the noble in the union - and cleaned off.
and another tiny nugget, for your reading pleasure...
3) i was holiday shopping in bath & body works, of all places, i bent over...my pants split. i wasn't wearing any underwear. no, my ass is not that large. my pants were old. and i'm not explaining the underwear thing.
*ok, i will...
*because...mostly everyone that reads this, knows i hate underwear. i think underwear should be banned. the bottom is better when it's free. free to shake down the block in a skirt. free of lines. you just have to be careful, that's all.
*i wasn't careful.
*i bent over without thinking.
*never bend over without thinking.
posted by tinamarie @ 2:53 PM
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