Mexican Thursdays and a Bit Of Gossip…

I just searched the web for an image befitting bravado and it pulled up wall to wall women in bras. Whoo Hoo!!! I feel as if I am browsing the Sears catalogue as a kid. “You’re going tomorrow night, right?” my mother asked a moment ago over the phone. It will be Mexican Thursdays and mom says it is just not the same without me there.  Mrs. Sandra even put in a special request for me to go. “Sandra said you are such a good conversationalist,” mom told me. I about choked on the apple and cream cheese Danish I was eating. “I wouldn’t miss it for anything in the world,” I told my mother as I gulped with apprehension and with much bravado today. I may be meek as a mouse tomorrow.  Mom doesn't believe our weekly waiter is gay.  I laughed aloud, but I told her it is true. Mrs. Sandra said it is true as well. “He’s just too prissy to be straight,” I said to mom to her disbelief. “A good waiter none-the-less, though,” I then told my mother. “He Always gives you and Sandra VIP service.”

Source: The 4th Avenue Blues - March 19, 2014 Category: Mental Illness Authors: Andrew Quixote Source Type: blogs