Friday, September 02, 2005

I can never find a good parking space...

I wanted to share a recent experience with you. I was in the bar drinking, as usual, when a woman sat next to me and started talking to me. She was attractive, for the ghetto, and interesting. We were getting along pretty good when, after about an hour, she informed me of three things:

1. She was married.
2. She has four kids.
3. Her husband is currently in jail.

Now is it just me, or is this just way too much information for the first time you meet someone. To be honest, I’m happy that she told me these things as I wouldn’t want to find these things out the hard way…you know while we are having sex, her four kids run into the bedroom because they heard a noise downstairs. The noise turns out to be her husband who is out on early release or worse yet, escaped from prison and pissed off.

I have come to the conclusion that woman are like parking spaces…the good ones are always taken.

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