I don't have any strong thoughts for or against Valentines Day, but the gym is always empty save for the sad sacks that don't have a date. And its strangely absent of women...I wonder why.
So I'd figured I'd share this story.
Over the weekend, a few friends and I were walking back to my buddy's house when this methhead approached us asking for a cigarette. My buddy obliged, and watched her tear the filter off to enjoy her smoke more fully. She then asked: "so you guys headed to a party?"
It was 11 in the morning. Thanks for another comedic moment, meth!
For the record, my friend Adam responded "Yeah!!"