09-12-2006, 11:02 PM
We made light of it after. Jen and I decided not to tell anybody else in our gang what had happened. I was really concerned that my hand would still stink of the good stuff. So, we figured we'd keep it quiet, and if anybody said "did somebody fart?" on the way home, we'd know I was still carrying the evidence.
Luckily, nobody mentioned it. But we did have some fun with our goodbye's: "have a good night... and stay outta shit!"
I should add that it was dark by this point, and with all the attention focused on the stage, it wouldn't be hard to get two buddies to cover you while you negotiated the release of the brown hostages with some inter-intestinal bargaining... against a public fence.
And my search for the culrpit shouldn't be too hard... how many people eat corn at a concert?
Luckily, nobody mentioned it. But we did have some fun with our goodbye's: "have a good night... and stay outta shit!"
I should add that it was dark by this point, and with all the attention focused on the stage, it wouldn't be hard to get two buddies to cover you while you negotiated the release of the brown hostages with some inter-intestinal bargaining... against a public fence.
And my search for the culrpit shouldn't be too hard... how many people eat corn at a concert?


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