Saturday, February 7, 2009


Oh, what? Coke doesn't make douches? Well you may want to inform the manufacturers of the cups at Pick-Up Stix. Last night, the coldest, rainiest of California nights, my crotch received a nice wash of the very cold, fizzy beverage thanks to flimsy lid and even flimsier paper cup. One minute I'm picking up my drink about to get out of the car, and the next minute I'm sitting hip deep in soda. Good thing I had a change of pants at my mom's house. Oh wait, I didn't. Talk about re-contextualizing the term sweet-ass.
Upon looking at my last post, I am wondering whether there may be some kind of container jinx on my life right now, because I'm seeing a theme...

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