This past weekend I decided to drive down to Houston instead of the original Austin plan. I'm so glad I got to see Melly and Petty. It was like being reunited with siblings. I forgot just how snazzy of a dresser Petty is. With my new glasses, we looked like two high fashion professionals. Classy! And I love the Chinaville shopping center. That
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Take, for example, a few of my friends. We'll call them Larry, Curly, and Moe.
Larry is constantly high and/or drunk, and will do anything a woman tells him if she might sleep with him. Larry was placed in jail when his girlfriend told him it would be a good idea to streak, drunk, in front of a police station. Larry's mommy and daddy pay for his habits and he gets to continue fluttering his resources away and loathing in self pity because he hasn't made something of himself yet.
Curly recently drove while drunk and on Ambien, and hit some lady. Luckily the lady said "Give me $100 and I won't call the cops," which means he doesn't get to end up with Larry in the poky, and gets to stay on the streets endangering lives for another day. Curly, too, works for his parents and has a pretty cushy existence, with a free car and tuition paid by his parents.
Moe - Does not drink and drive, does not flip Ambien and drive, doesn't do anything to endanger others, and is generally a cordial person, who spends all of his time in college classes, playing guitar and making everyone laugh.
Not to say that Larry and Curly are horrible, wretched people, and Moe is a saint... because he's not... but these dudes just haven't gotten what they deserve for their misdeeds, and poor Moe is doing what he can to continue to hold the irresponsibility waves back.
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