Today on the bus omw home an old
drunk lady starts talking to me.
At first I did what I do best.
IGNORE.
But she didn’t gave up.
At first I did what I do best.
IGNORE.
But she didn’t gave up.
Vodka-Are you Linda?
Me-Amm.. no.
Me-Amm.. no.
Vodka-Oh, ok...
*PAUSE*
Vodka-You look like her. Very alike.
Me-*trying to make my face look like I'm smiling while looking like Im having facial cramps*
After a few minutes of silence and her deadly look at me while I was acting like I don’t see her, she said.
*PAUSE*
Vodka-You look like her. Very alike.
Me-*trying to make my face look like I'm smiling while looking like Im having facial cramps*
After a few minutes of silence and her deadly look at me while I was acting like I don’t see her, she said.
Vodka-Well, you look a
lot prettier than her (Linda).
And when the bus
stopped she crawled out of it and almost fell down.
I know people see unicorns and fairies when they get drunk, does me looking beautiful counts?
In that care I take that drunk complement as positive thing - I’m flattered.
Since drunk people say truth, even though they are BLIND.
I know people see unicorns and fairies when they get drunk, does me looking beautiful counts?
In that care I take that drunk complement as positive thing - I’m flattered.
Since drunk people say truth, even though they are BLIND.
Drunk? Blind?
SvaraRaderaVikeh, I told you many time that you are pretty. Does that mean I was drunk on my life?