Tuesday, November 6, 2007

recovered thought

An exchange which took place on 18th St between myself, zombified, and 3 young children in costume being escorted by their mother on Halloween night.

Child #1 (innocently): What are you supposed to be?

Me (drunkenly): I'm a FUCKING ZOMBIE!!!

That's all.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I love this because I can actually hear you saying it. I laugh every time I read it.