04-22-2016, 06:57 PM
I lost my sanity
I lost my sanity in a post office queue last year
when the counter lady was out to lunch
and everybody remained where they were
because nobody else was moving much.
But what drove me nuts
were the spices from last night's Mexican
burning like acetylene in my guts
when I couldn't fart, with Ozge Alwardi
standing seven feet from me:
for months I'd been trying to get into her pants.
You may have been in a like situation before -
mistaking your boss's trophy wife at the bar
for an upmarket whore
then ruing the request for a quickie
knowing how your boss would start acting dicky
with requests for promotion and a company car
all denied, so you'll have a c**t's time.
Well, all I can say is -
don't stand in a post office queue at lunchtime.
I lost my sanity in a post office queue last year
when the counter lady was out to lunch
and everybody remained where they were
because nobody else was moving much.
But what drove me nuts
were the spices from last night's Mexican
burning like acetylene in my guts
when I couldn't fart, with Ozge Alwardi
standing seven feet from me:
for months I'd been trying to get into her pants.
You may have been in a like situation before -
mistaking your boss's trophy wife at the bar
for an upmarket whore
then ruing the request for a quickie
knowing how your boss would start acting dicky
with requests for promotion and a company car
all denied, so you'll have a c**t's time.
Well, all I can say is -
don't stand in a post office queue at lunchtime.
~ I think I just quoted myself - Achebe