i read some haikus.
i was at Hitz, which is a skate-type shop that used to be twice as big and now only has room for one rack and some stuff hanging off the wall. they are generally a pretty cool place to get etnies teeshirts and shoes. and they have some cool baby shit, occassionally, too. the saleschick (SG) was talking up the NO TAX sale on the teeshirts and we were flipping through the sardonic ones – the ones that were pure euphamism like “canada is full of lots of beaver” type shit. and there was one that talked about hummers. and we were laughing and then…*
SG: “what does that mean?”
we look at each other in wonder and amazement. then at SG.
OP: seriously?
ME: You mean, what’s a hummer?
SG: yeah.
OP: it’s a different way of saying blowjob.
ME: you know, cuz some people like, hum, when they’re performing.
SG: OH, i knew it had something to do with sex, but…
OP: yeah, that’s why hummer cologne is so funny. it’s like “what cologne did you buy? oh, i bought blowjob cologne”
ME: (still staring in wonder)
about then, we left the store….
ME: she’s going to make a great trophy wife.
OP: yeah i totally agree.
ME: she’s gorgeous, but not the sharpest knife in the drawer.
* not verbatum.
