Two more bits of madness.
I love this guy’s dance: http://homepage.mac.com/evanbaumgardner/iMovieTheater24.html
And this song is hard to look away from, like a wreck on the highway. http://homepage.mac.com/evanbaumgardner/iMovieTheater6.html
I love this guy’s dance: http://homepage.mac.com/evanbaumgardner/iMovieTheater24.html
And this song is hard to look away from, like a wreck on the highway. http://homepage.mac.com/evanbaumgardner/iMovieTheater6.html
So I’m pretty friendly with the folks at the local bagel shop, but lately the old guy in the back (every place has an old guy in the back) has gotten friendlier, too. So here’s an actual conversation from today:
Him: “Hi, sweetheart!”
Me: “Hi! How are you? You look worn out today!”
Him: “I am! I was up late abusing myself.”
Me: “Uh… heh heh. Well, sometimes…”
Him: “Too much red wine, staying up too late…”
Me: “Well, you have to live a litt..”
Him: “Sometimes, you know, you just gotta let the badger loose!”
Me: (nervous laugh) “See ya!”
Okay, so was it just my smutty mind that linked “abusing myself” and “let the badger loose” in a masturbatory way? Because if that’s what he meant, it’s TMI! And if it’s NOT what he meant, what the hell is the badger? What the heck is old bagel guy getting drunk and doing late at night?