Guess who found themselves cleaning vomit off a member of their party in the parking lot of a strip club early on a Saturday morning?
Mama and Dada. Hewitt was the culprit (due to congestion, not intoxication). Strip club parking lot was the first chance Dada had to pull over (we were on the questionable part of Piedmont Avenue, so you know...). It was closer to 9am than 3am. And Hewitt then stood in the passport application line at the post office wearing Mama's t-shirt and a knit cap (Mama had a fleece on over a t-shirt, so she donated her bottom layer). Wow.
Now that is parenthood : raw, real, repulsive.
Mama and Dada. Hewitt was the culprit (due to congestion, not intoxication). Strip club parking lot was the first chance Dada had to pull over (we were on the questionable part of Piedmont Avenue, so you know...). It was closer to 9am than 3am. And Hewitt then stood in the passport application line at the post office wearing Mama's t-shirt and a knit cap (Mama had a fleece on over a t-shirt, so she donated her bottom layer). Wow.
Now that is parenthood : raw, real, repulsive.
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