Then my pops throws a curveball and says he has tickets to an art auction. Naturally, I'm pretty beat from the entire day of sitting around and watching Live free or die hard, so I was a little skeptical. I ended up tagging along with the notion that we leave 45 minutes after we get there. As I'm in there walking around this room with this guy whose ranting about some monet lookalike, I notice the entire back row are all these cougars who literally just did a shoot on desperate housewives, you know, the fake tits, drinking their wine, clearly talking about everyone else in the room.
As if this doesn't convince you, there is a raffle table, which is like the only thing that I'm interested in at this place. So I'm looking at the Wii stand and ipod, as well as the baseball tickets, then out of nowhere, cougar numero 7 comes walking up to me and says, "Hey, I'm Anne-Marie, I really like those shoes, let me see them, do you surf?" I said no not really and then she continues to go into about how all of her friends surf and asked me if I ever venture over to LBI, by the way at this point I didn't tell her my name and am trying really hard to get out of this situation, she starts telling me where she lives bla bla bla, when all of a sudden, my life savior comes to my rescue, that's right momma ToPsYtURvY comes up to my side noticing the situation and and asks the lady how she knows me, clearly as confused as I am about why this 40 year old mom is starting up this peculiar conversation.... Anne-Marie replies with "Oh I don't I was just starting up casual conversation" (who says that). Then anne- marie responds to me saying I'm pretty tired I think we're leaving soon (get the hint woman) she comes back with "Oh you gotta be like 26 years old, you don't have to sleep" (my mom got a little upset over this and tells her I'm still and college) I take this opportunity to get out of there.... That was my night...poppa Top bought an Elvis painting by the way, thank god too or I wouldn't have had an excuse to get away from that lady.
Drunk and Mom are not a good combination....so lay off the booze Desperate Housewives and leave the drinking to your daughters.
anyway I guess it was my shoes.
Shimmy and Shake,
ToPSYTurVY
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