I'm sorry, wait, you know what? I'm not sorry. Some people need to get a fucking clue. I'm driving down 12th Ave, returning from delivering a pizza pie on a SUNNY afternoon, and what stumbles in my way? An asian couple wearing, MATCHING MAGENTA POLO SHIRTS, locked at the arms, WALKING DOWN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET WITH A FUCKING MATCHING MAGENTA UMBRELLA.

Now this could be written off as cute until they did not move an inch for me. They continued down 12th with sidewalks on both sides, very well knowing that my horn was right behind them, but they still didn't care. They strolled like young pups in love gwaking all over like a couple of tourists in New York. A crude illustration I made with my laptop and msPaint tells the story by itself.

So I'm bored at 4:30 in the morning browsing myspace doing the "ooo cute girl, I'm going to look at her" thing, Then the standard "Oh man, i wonder how old she is... fifteen?!"

And this got me thinking... There's tons of cute rock and roll girls on myspace, but where the hell were they when I was in high school? If my high school was full of girls dressed in band t's, wearing oversized jewelry, $300 dollar haircuts, and listening to some music that I did, I might have enjoyed it and not feel like such a pervert now.