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Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Homosexual construction workers

I grabbed breakfast from McDonald's this morning. While I was in line there were three construction workers in front of me. I was under the assumption that these people were masculine, but boy was I wrong. The guy who was directly in front of me began to stretch. Now I have no problem with people stretching, but when somebody is poking their hip out and striking a pose like Lady Gaga, then I do. I swear to god this guy might as well been have giving me a lapdance because that's how close his ass was to me. To make matters worse, he then proceeded to play fight with one of the others. He poked him and then brought his hands to his face and starting giggling. The entire time he kept on looking back at me. I stared at the menu to distract myself from the pre-sodomy ritual that was taking place in front of me. When I left, I continuously looked behind to see that I was being followed. I was scared. No lie. I am Baliwala. I don't want you to put your bologna in my toolbox. That is all.

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