Wed 30 Jun 2004
Scene: London street, late at night. The crowd is loud and boisterous, as the soccer matches have just ended and the jubilant fans are making their way home. I am approached by two very intoxicated Londoners.
Lady [hanging on ‘her man’, swigging from a mostly empty bottle of vodka]: Have you heard the news? We won! Brighton won.
Me [feigning that this is signifigant news to me as well]: Really? That’s great.
Lady: Right. Brighton won.
Me [still mildlly sarcastic]: Wow. We should have a picture for this occasion.
I step back to get them into focus, and the woman leans forward and slurs.
Lady: Would you like me to pop my tit out?!
Me [slightly stunned but not wanting to deny her kind offer]: Uh,….Sure.
She proceeds to “pop”.
Lady: Alright then take the picture.
Snap, Flash…a brief moment passes as she “un-pops”
Lady: By the way, did I tell you I’m pregnant?
Man: Are you really, Love?! I had no idea. That’s fabulous.
The two continue on their drunken way, passing what is left of the vodka back and forth, leaving an amused and wide-eyed group of Americans in their wake.
FIN
June 30th, 2004 at 3:45 pm
C’est bon la vie.
June 30th, 2004 at 11:07 pm
I wish the accents and the stunned pauses translated. IT was truly one of the funniest things ever.
June 30th, 2004 at 11:48 pm
First, we always want tits popped out. We are pro-tit.
Second, what is tucked in her waistband?
July 1st, 2004 at 9:28 pm
Somehow, I remember it being bigger when I saw it in person.
July 1st, 2004 at 11:17 pm
Second comment that picture of Roger in the background is FABULOUS and he didn’t even see the POP.
July 2nd, 2004 at 8:10 am
omg and i did’t even see ole roger at first. classic!
July 2nd, 2004 at 1:02 pm
bwahaha. i read it with accent. good stuff.
and yes, the look on roger’s face is priceless.
July 2nd, 2004 at 5:18 pm
I just find it fascinating that you identify her as ‘Lady.’
July 2nd, 2004 at 6:14 pm
Blyss,
Yes, she was a lady. True to herself and having fun.