Busted!
So, last night, after the caramel apple martini (which, even though it had butterscotch schnapps -gag- in it, I actually liked) and a regular apple martini, Mike and I left Halo and parted ways.
I walked down P Street and, as I headed around the Circle to the south Dupont Metro entrance, I saw a car stopped at the Massachusetts Avenue intersection that was a similar color and make as John's. I looked at the driver. He was a similar color and make as John. I looked closer. OK. I was a little tipsy, and I was staring. HARD.
And, then, it happened: The driver met my eye, smiled and nodded.
GAH. BUSTED.
I nodded back and hurried to the metro station.
I walked down P Street and, as I headed around the Circle to the south Dupont Metro entrance, I saw a car stopped at the Massachusetts Avenue intersection that was a similar color and make as John's. I looked at the driver. He was a similar color and make as John. I looked closer. OK. I was a little tipsy, and I was staring. HARD.
And, then, it happened: The driver met my eye, smiled and nodded.
GAH. BUSTED.
I nodded back and hurried to the metro station.
i hope this did kill the tipsiness :)
ReplyDeleteWas this before or after you vengefully urinated on the hood of the car?
ReplyDeleteGayprof, YOU SO FUNNY!
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