August 23, 2005

Beat the Heat.

So David and I are driving down Blossom St. a couple of days ago with the music blasting (per usual) and the dog in the back of the truck. There's a pick up truck in front of us with a 21-22 year old guy sitting in the back. David and I are making jokes, saying we should pull up next to him and let the dog say hi. It was hot, damn hot which is good if you're with a lady but not when you're in the concrete jungle. So as we're sitting behind this truck at a red light we see some sort of milky liquid squirt out the back of the truck. Both of us are like, "What's that?" At which point the dude sitting in the back immediatly begins vomiting, again.

David: "Well he must be drunk. His friends probably made him sit back there."
Me: "Yeah, it's easier to hose out the back than the cab. But you know, sitting back there in the sun and bouncing up and down probably didn't help a lot."
David: "Yeah. I wish we had the camera. We'll never see that again."

Here's my question: Are we horrible people for laughing at this? And who gets drunk at 1:00 in the afternoon when it's like 80 bijillion degrees outside? And why was that guy puking white? I mean what, was he drinking white russians or something? And who would drink a milk based drink on a day that hot?

Just another of life's inane and yet insanely funny moments.

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