Sep 17, 2002 06:24
so. late last night..
larkin and i drove down to the village market to buy some tattoo magazines.. they didnt have any there, so we walked across the street to the little shell station on the corner. we deliberated at the magazine stand for a good 10 minutes.. laughing at all the porn, the two magazines that WERENT porn, the handcuffs, and the "adult cards." we finally selected two tattoo magazines and brought them up to the counter.
the man (a little indian man, i think): "ooookayy.... can i see some ID?"
larkin: "what?! its.. they're.. its not porn, just tattoo magazines!!"
and then he got all embarassed and she got all embarassed and i laughed my ass off for a while. it was the best thing ever.