23rd Feb 2006
It Don’t Mean a Thing if It Ain’t Got That Swing
I was at a swell party this evening, and I had to pee, so I availed myself of the bathroom. Surprisingly for a host who frequently throws such soirees, there was no lock on the bathroom door. As these things inevitably go, a gorgeous blond walked in on me mid relief. She gasped and hastily removed herself.
So as I exited, I explained that there’s no lock on the door. To which she beseeched of me, “I didn’t see anything. Really, I didn’t see anything!”
After which I thought, that’s totally the wrong response. So infinitely much better had she said, “Oh my God, my heart is still in my throat. My knees are jelly, what with all I saw!”
To add insult to injury, I was wearing my brand new “$pam made my p3n1s bigger” t-shirt. See my point? I want my money back! Those goddamn pills don’t work!
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