I was at a block party on Saturday, and the local fire department came down to the event to spray the kiddies with some refreshing water on what was yet ANOTHER sweltering Summer day here on Long Island. At one point, the firemen let one of the young’uns up on top of the rig so he could shoot the water cannon himself.
Well, the mini-Last-Airbender decided it would be funny to turn the cannon on one of the groups of people standing off to the side of the street.
Now, I’ve gotta stress here that I’m not talking about shooting a high-pressered water hose at some senior citizens, knocking them over and sending them pin wheeling down the street (although, by gosh would THAT be fucking funny!).
No, the fire department had the cannon on top rigged so that it was just shooting out a light rain. Kinda like when you set your Garden Hose on “mist”.
But Holy Shit, you would think that they were pelting out globs of fucking LAVA to the group of cackling hens that went running off in all directions. Walking through the crowd later on, I heard all sorts of angry protests from these people….
“How dare they! I can’t get my hair wet! I just had it done!”
“They have some nerve! Now my hair is a mess! I can’t stay here like this…”
Blah blah blah.
Seriously, lighten up, Francis. It’s a summer block party, not the fucking Academy Awards.
I’m just always amazed at you chicks who have SOMETHING done to your hair that is apparently SO damn precious and unstable that even getting it damp will undo everything some gay guy did to it two weeks ago for $100.
I mean seriously… is it worth it? I can’t speak for EVERY guy (mostly because I’m just so much better looking), but I honestly prefer chicks who can run through a sprinkler and laugh about it without having to call in the Secret Service.
It’s an indication that you are high maintenance and uptight.
We don’t like that.
It’s also probably a good bet that you’re bad in bed.
If you care to prove me wrong, I can help you in that regard as well.
In the interests of science, of course.
p.s. This is all your gonna get from me this week, folks. Taking a mini-blog break where I’ll be incommunicado the rest of the week, so I won’t even be gracing YOUR blogs with my sexy avatar in the comments. Next week, the world should be slightly back to normal.