May 6, 2004
Gotta love this town
So I was sitting in a certain bookstore drinking a beer (that should narrow it down) when a drinking companion spotted two young men in suits and cheap-looking cowboy hats near the poetry section, animatedly talking with a third person about something. Something seemed amiss. Could it be Cinco de Mayo related? Naah, they would be wearing sombreros instead. I came up with the dumb idea that they were Mormon missionaries, but that got shot down when one of the suited guys whipped out a bottle of wine.
Noticing the people staring at him, one of the guys came over to talk to us. He was obviously drunk and his hat had a fake brass medallion on it that said "W."
Uh-oh. A beer ago and I could have been nice. No more.
"Oh this," he said. "I just came back from a Bush fundraiser. I was like 10 feet from the President. Our landlord had extra tickets and gave them to us. They gave us these hats."
I felt it coming on -- the horrible, yet self-satified feeling when you think of something so totally inappropriate but funny that, damn the consequences, it has to be said.
"With what they charge to get into those fundraisers, you'd think they'd at least give away brown shirts."
Shït. I can stop myself from saying it for three more minutes tops, then it's coming out whether I want it to or not.
"And the best part is," he said. "We're Democrats!"
Phew! I get to hang on to my front teeth for a little longer.
Posted by rj3 at May 6, 2004 11:21 AM
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fnar har har...
Posted by: Lux at May 11, 2004 10:39 PM