It was disconcerting to be introduced to a guy by a small
group of drunk women and have them tell you his name, or at least what they
called him, was ‘Elephant’, before they all start giggling.
I mean, even though he was friendly and chatty, it’s the
sort of thing that throws you. I’m not that insecure, but still… ‘Elephant’?
How big…
Eventually he went to the bathroom, and I had to follow and
have a look.
Turns out he’s called Elephant because he never forgets a
slight against him, like someone checking out his junk at a urinal…
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