Originally Posted: 2009-11-27 11:47am
To the girl throwing up from her cab - m4w
You were discharging a Thanksgiving days feast worth of vittles and booze onto the pavement of Market while I cheered you on from the car behind yours. You played your part perfectly: encumbering the city with freshly minted aromas of regurgitated cranberry sauce and vodka. I played mine with equal grace, impregnating the vacant morning air with the clamorous hootings of a drunkard. It was a moment we shared that we will always have. They can never take that away from us.
Please don't ever change.
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