I just left the dermatologists office yesterday and was wondering if I had done the right thing as I sat around the corner at First Wok on 3rd Avenue and 88th and as I sat there all bruised trying to cope with the deep friend dog I just ate I got this fortune and the clouds parted and I realized: I can believe this crap.
Today I was feeling huffy and sort of raging and walked by some tanjee store on 23rd near park and went in to randomly get a bracelet in the window. So I go to the register in this crummy little boutique and the shop girl ringing me up says "I like your hair" and I told her it hadnt moved in 2 years and she said "Yeah, you look like Pee Wee Herman" to which I said God, thanks a lot. But then I was nice and said "Oh, I love Pee Wee though. You know I saw him on Leno recently and he got so old I was upset! Peee Wee can't get old!". She looked at me and said "Maybe he should have gotten plastic surgery". And I had had it with her - she needed to be told and was: "You need to get surgery. Have your mouth sewn up." Got the receipt. Left.
4 comments:
lol Pwned!!
Tee Hee. Passive aggressive bitch had it coming.
By the way, I too have a deep friend dog. He's lovely.
heh
That was an ill typo wasn't it! Will leave it.
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