If it wasn't for a sore coochie there would be no evidence of the drunk sex or maybe it's a different coochie and the original was still back at so and so's house with the black cowboy hat that was one of a multitude of hat purchases usually made on trips for a souvenir. It's just that the sore coochie feels like someone else's so the only explanation is that it is someone else's coochie, a stranger's. Of course the explanations are numerous since all memory is illusive due to one too many vodka/Redbulls.
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