i promise i have a really great story coming tomorrow.
actually i'll just tell you now.
today i was at the bayou on a phone date with my friend annie. this man who had been napping underneath a tree for the duration of the call stood up. he swaggered, likely drunk, for a few steps. i was afraid he was going to fall into the water. he didn't, but he also did not fail to make a statement.
his pants dropped completely around his ankles.
the sun had not yet set, and there was a full moon.
the three little boys playing football and i laughed hysterically until he could pull his pants up. then the three little boys came up to me and said, "DID YOU SEE THAT? WERE YOU LOOKIN'?!" then one asked me to watch while he scored a touchdown.
when i rode my bike home, about 2 blocks up on the bike path, there was mr. no pants, happily asleep again under a different tree.
maybe i should have been a good samaritan and made sure that he didn't have alcohol poisoning or anything, but i had no sympathy. i do hope he woke up and got home before dark though. if he still has his wallet (and his pants), he will be a very lucky man.
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