I’m behind the bar, talkin with my buddy. I ask him, How’s your girl? He says, she’s bummed out. She lost her snakes. Oh yeah, I say. I remember you told me something about that. You know, sorry, I’d never stay at her house. I wouldn’t be able to sleep. He says, well, I don’t think you’ve been invited. So I’m like, you know what you could do? You could be like, Oh my God, I’ve found your snake!!! It’s between my pants. Grab onto it before it gets away!!!!
Oh, he says, with the dick joke, huh?
Naturally, I say.
From my heart to yours,
Clint Curtis. Bartender.