Yesterday, something fell down
and Gabe, dear Gabe,
said, "Shucks"
"What did you say?" I asked thinking I heard wrong
"Shucks. I said shucks"
"Like, aw shucks?"
Poor Gabe. He's an innocent.
Pious, naive, honest and incredibly sweet.
The type that'll say " Yes, you look fat,"
but says it so unequivocally that there's no way you could hold it against him.
He works in such close proximity with two people
who use the word 'fuck' as punctuation
one serani, one half
who discuss the texture and density of their shit
when they're done with the office toilet
I don't know which of us feels worse.
and Gabe, dear Gabe,
said, "Shucks"
"What did you say?" I asked thinking I heard wrong
"Shucks. I said shucks"
"Like, aw shucks?"
Poor Gabe. He's an innocent.
Pious, naive, honest and incredibly sweet.
The type that'll say " Yes, you look fat,"
but says it so unequivocally that there's no way you could hold it against him.
He works in such close proximity with two people
who use the word 'fuck' as punctuation
one serani, one half
who discuss the texture and density of their shit
when they're done with the office toilet
I don't know which of us feels worse.
2 comments:
Is he into line dancing too?
Now you know what us, true hot-blooded macho males do... arooof!
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