Semi-Sociable
Last night, as I biked to a dinner date with myself, some railroad squatter dude yelled out to me, "Hey, bike kid! Wanna drink whiskey in an old school bus with a bunch of us?"
My answer went unspoken, but it would've been: "Sort of."
My answer went unspoken, but it would've been: "Sort of."
posted by Stanley at 17:51
2 Comments:
It was a hobo consultant conference.
D'oh! I missed my dog whistle. Dammit.
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