Just this once

Sunday, July 8, 2012

“So…we don’t need to tell anybody about this, right?”

“What, are you embarrassed?”

“NO! I mean…no. It was what it was, but I just don’t think it would behoove either of us if word got around.”

“OK. Sure. Yeah. I understand.”

“It doesn’t need to be weird, right? It’s just something we did  – one time – and now we’ll go back to life as usual.”

“Right…”

“Right…””Mmhmm…”

“Totally…”

“…”

“But it was just so good –“

“I KNOW, right?”

“–I thought we were just going to get it out of our systems, but…LORD.”

“I’m glad you think so. I didn’t want to be the only one.”

“We’ll just see what happens, OK?”

“But we can’t –“

“–I know–“

“–It’s just–“

“–Shhhhh, I understand.”

{The cat gently places a paw on the mouse’s trembling lips. They gaze at one another mutely as the storm rages on around them. A droplet runs down the cat’s face: Is it rain?}

Wear this shirt: if you’re planning to engage in a heart-wrenching tryst later that night.

Don’t wear this shirt: once you get back home.

This shirt tells the world: “Why can’t we all just get along — oh that’s why.”

We call this color: We’re used to THAT kind of behavior in the Navy. 
Woot