Wednesday, July 8, 2009

A sad story about my tattoo

I'm waiting for my food at Pine State Biscuits and a girl next to me says, "Your tattoo's from that one book--The Little Prince."

"Yeah," I say.

"I knew this one guy. I knew him for a night, I guess I knew him. He had that same tattoo, in the same place. And he thought it was like the greatest thing ever. He went on and on about it, how great it was." She rolls her eyes. She says to the guy next to her, the guy she's with, "I met him at a party. I went home with him. He had to show me the gun he built."

"He had a gun?" the guy says.

"He built his own gun," she says.

1 comment:

Gerry said...

read: Similar issues. Very WRT102 humor, but worth it.