Monday, August 09, 2004
what a tease
After years of taunting the shoeshine man with my scuffy-ass footwear, I buckled down during lunch and gave him my boots. Well, they were still attached to my legs, and despite the creepiness of being in stirrups on the busiest street downtown, it was a supposedly fun thing that I will do again.
With the giant brushes in action, it was kind of like getting a light massage. So I paid him accordingly, a dollar a minute. I'm black and glossy from the knees down and although I'm ten bucks poorer, I'll bet I look about a hundred dollars richer.
With the giant brushes in action, it was kind of like getting a light massage. So I paid him accordingly, a dollar a minute. I'm black and glossy from the knees down and although I'm ten bucks poorer, I'll bet I look about a hundred dollars richer.
