Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Tri Ta Eata Pi...
It's sorority rush down the street again.
I've been hearing them clip and clop down the street in their heels.
Giggling. Parking their shiny compact cars.
And now screaming and clapping undecipherable white girl voodoo-type chants.
Today, for about five minutes, I entertained the idea of streaking naked by them while they were doing one of their noisy front yard activities.
I was THIS close away from calling a friend to have him wait for me down the street.
But...I obviously didn't go through with it because...I'm not writing this from jail.