I mean it when I say I have really bad luck. I'm not exaggerating for the sake of being funny, I say it because I whole-heartedly believe that its just the way it is. Today just gives me one more reason to bitch about it.
I'm trying to find an interesting way to tell my story, but what it really comes down to is this: my feet were dangling on the edge of the baby pool, floating object grazes my leg. Floating object turns out to be a used condom. We fish it out the water using a yellow foam turtle. Analyze it. Friend says "no one wears a condom that small." We study the people in the pool. Mostly asian. Conclusion: it's a condom.
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