Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Walking

Someone told me I have a distinctive walk. I didn't know what this meant, so I decided to tape myself walking back and forth across my room and try and figure out what was so distinctive about it. But while I was taping myself, my mother walked in on me. I think this is worse than if she had caught me masturbating, because at least then you can explain yourself. My mother would have understood that. There were no words for this.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Fartinsky ::

Your gait is brisk and awkward (the latter being made only so by your cargo pants flapping in the breeze around your skinny legs).

I don't think any other lad could pull that off and still have me like them as a person.