Smoky, muddy, bloody

HObama and ImPalin are no longing selling condoms. “The cops were getting thick and busting people like crazy. It’s too bad, because I was making a ton of money,” HObama told me. Funny that those whose job is to “protect and serve” are opposed to protection. This was a bit of a disappointment because we loved seeing them on Times Square and helping them sell. Luckily, they agreed to spend some time with us outside of condom selling.

 

They have a fabulous collection of videos on youtube and we were commenting on their great ability. “I really enjoy your pics,” Yumm Yummy told ImPalin. “I love your facial expressions in Occupy,” I advised him. “Yes, that was a new thing I’m doing. Minimum vocal, maximum face,” he told us. “Very clever,” I replied.

 

“What are you drinking?” Yumm Yummy asked him. “Scotch.” She gave the ‘minimum vocal, maximum face’ a go and, while saying nothing, said a great deal with her facial expression. “Makes you feel like a man,” ImPalin told us and added, “Smoky, muddy and bloody. I like to refer to it as testosterone in a bottle.”

 

If scotch is testosterone in a bottle, does that make wine estrogen in a glass? If you think about it, the descriptions on the label are very female oriented, “full-bodied, ageworthy and smooth.”

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