Siddity In The City

Remember that Eddie Murphy skit where he talks about the quiet girls?

When he says the reason they are so quiet is because they are afraid of the skeletons in their closet or something, that when they open their mouths, a bone might fly out? At least I think that was Mr. I Heart Trannies. (Don't get me wrong, now; I heart trannies, too. But I don't go around pretending I don't by gay bashing in my stand-up. Er, I digress.) Anyway, I'm screwing around on Flickr (there was a snowstorm, you know. Wasting time this way is totally valid) and I run across some random photoset by some Drexel students. This set features a "Lingerie Party." Nothing totally porned-out, just some things most of those girls wouldn't want their parents, children or future employers to see. At first, I thought to myself, "My God, what were they thinking? They are so going to regret..." My next thought? *heart racing* "Thank sweet-fucking-Christ Flickr didn't exist when I was in college." Epiphany: I am not some sweet girl whose sweetness is being eroded by life in the big city! (Stop snickering. I really felt this way for a while. Okay, go ahead and snicker. It is pretty funny.) I don't keep running into Trouble. I think I am Trouble! All on my own! You know, in a good way. Whew. That's a load off. Now I can stop trying to do the nicest, rightest thing and start doing the shit I feel like doing, anyway. Get your mind out of the gutter. I meant things like cursing out flight attendants who pinch me when I wait in line for the airplane loo. That is all.

posted by Sid @ 2/12/2006 08:24:00 PM