Sunday, April 1, 2007

Words from MySpace - And the Quest continues

In the middle of a sundaynight we take a cab.

O in the frontseat while I'm sneaking down in the back.
On the floor I can see something, some kind of cloth which turnes out to be a bra.
My instinct emedietly wants me to ask the cab-driver excactly what he's been up to or what other people have been doing in his cab... on second thought I realize I don't want to know.
I keep quiet.

However... now days I can safely say "I've never lost a bra in a cab but I've been known found one".

(The bra was black with gold stripes, size 75B, incase it was yours and you wonder what the hell happend!)

Bliss!

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