While walking out of a Lafayette restaurant today, I saw that a yelping puppy had been left in a car. The meager crack in the window doubtlessly didn't compensate for the intense Louisiana heat. We crowded around the car, wondering who would do such a horrible thing.
Then I noticed a Blackwater sweater draped over the driver's seat.
Perfect. Too perfect.
Then I noticed a Blackwater sweater draped over the driver's seat.
Perfect. Too perfect.
4 comments:
Dude, you're making that shit up, right?
....that was my inner cajun apologist projectile-vomiting everywhere.
E.J. - As active as my imagination is, I could never make something like that up. People would scoff. I only regret that I did not bring my camera that day, but as you can see, Rhonda is nauseated enough with just a mental image.
God Almighty, that is truly awful.
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