Eating lunch outside in the covered walkway because it's raining so it's not balls-ass hot out right now.
Realize I've forgotten a fork, so I have to eat my leftover besauced chicken with my hands
Realize I don't have a napkin so now my fingers are the besauced noun in this equation
Look down: pants. No, that won't do
Look left: concrete sidewalk. Somehow more and less socially acceptable than pants.
Look right: the angels sing. A mere couple of inches from me, well within reach: a wet palm frond. The perfect napkin. #MyNapkin.
Thank you napkin
Keep.yoir freak hands off my wet plant
You wanna talk about keeping freak hands off that wet plant from inside your glass house or are we gonna meet on the grass





















