:: About face ::
Monday, June 28, 2004
The couple on the far right in the horizontal panorama above was cloying. Let's call them Dick and Jane. They wandered across the community garden together until Dick stopped in his tracks, a playful smile on his face. Jane continued for a few paces until she noticed and turned around inquisitively. Dick, maintaining eye-contact all the while, backed up and sat down on the wooden bench underneath the sagging tree. Jane followed him. In front of a dozen strangers enjoying the nicest weather in weeks, Dick and Jane showed the world the definition of sucking face. For half an hour.
We had no such luck. A woman ("community garden elder") pegged us for frat boy date-rapists and told us we were disturbing the tranquility of the garden with our frisbee-playing. Taunting others with the exhibitionism of sweet youthful amore was apparently not disruptive.
Oh community garden elder and makeout couple. My heartstrings, you trample them.
Posted by morland @ 12:33 AM
:: Comments ::
when i was kissing dick, i was really longing for you.
Posted by: rachel on July 5, 2004 11:00 PM
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