Ribbed

Nike is selling jackets these days that look like a cross between a ribbed condom and a garbage bag. It's sort of an odd fashion, and one I can't seem to wrap my head around. It seems however to be something that creates bonding. Three folks just became friends because they all have a similar coat.

"Wow, I didn't know Nike Trash Prophylactics came in highlighter yellow!"

The man standing next to me is severely unwashed and unkempt. So much sweat. So much ass. I would give up my sense of smell right now if I could, but that wouldn't be enough because on some levels I can also taste it.

And two girls about 19/20 years old are discussing how the "dude" they marry someday they hope is some 50/50 race because it's "so cool." And she hopes he will show up in a year or two because that would be "so convenient."

I want to vomit more for that thought than the smell.