2 Polar Bears and Mitt's Anus...
So I ended up in this little bar in the middle of nowhere.
I was just getting ready to leave because it was fairly dead and this little redhead shows up and starts talking.
She introduces herself to me and says she's a "Republican".
I roll my eyes and get ready to leave again. I tell her slowly that I don't like to talk about religion, politics or sex in a serious conversation. (especially not religion or politics lol)
She throws her head back in this half horse whinny, half laugh and says she wants to tell me a joke. (as she almost falls on the floor)
I try to smile, grit my teeth and say OK.
She gives me this wry smile and says " did you hear M. Romney got a tattoo"? I shake my head no and she says that Mitt got a tattoo of Paul Ryan's nose on his anus.
I wince and turn away, chuckling.
She goes "it's ok cause I am BI".
I perked right up and said that was OK, if she wanted to call her girlfriend. lol
NO-NO (she waives her drunk finger) She then says that she's "bi-polar". (uggghhh typical.)
Some other girl at the bar that was pretty hammered says something to the effect of "yeah she likes 2 polar bears, as opposed to one".
I bust out laughing, snarfed some beer out of my nose, spilled the rest of my drink and just walked the hell out of there, like I should have done at the onset of this conversation.
I was just getting ready to leave because it was fairly dead and this little redhead shows up and starts talking.
She introduces herself to me and says she's a "Republican".
I roll my eyes and get ready to leave again. I tell her slowly that I don't like to talk about religion, politics or sex in a serious conversation. (especially not religion or politics lol)
She throws her head back in this half horse whinny, half laugh and says she wants to tell me a joke. (as she almost falls on the floor)
I try to smile, grit my teeth and say OK.
She gives me this wry smile and says " did you hear M. Romney got a tattoo"? I shake my head no and she says that Mitt got a tattoo of Paul Ryan's nose on his anus.
I wince and turn away, chuckling.
She goes "it's ok cause I am BI".
I perked right up and said that was OK, if she wanted to call her girlfriend. lol
NO-NO (she waives her drunk finger) She then says that she's "bi-polar". (uggghhh typical.)
Some other girl at the bar that was pretty hammered says something to the effect of "yeah she likes 2 polar bears, as opposed to one".
I bust out laughing, snarfed some beer out of my nose, spilled the rest of my drink and just walked the hell out of there, like I should have done at the onset of this conversation.