Butt Face

Tonight's post is inspired by yet another entertaining evening at the Bamboo Cafe. So we're all huddled in our favorite corner of the Bamboo laughing, talking, joking, drinking, and whatever else you do in a small, smoky bar right before close. Then an "outsider" imposes upon our clique without a place to sit, drunkenly (is that a word??) stumbling from one of us to the next, wearing tight jeans and swaying from side to side with his butt in our seated faces. Of course, the majority of us ignore his intruding buttocks within close proximity of our faces, but Emily, a middle-aged, attractive, opinionated lady (not to mention one of my favorite Bamboo groupies) begins to attack this strange man regarding his invading ass. "OK, OK, GET YOUR BUTT OUTTA MY FACE! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR BUTT IN MY FACE! I MEAN, COME ON, HAVE YOU EVER HAD A NICE BUTT IN YOUR FACE?? REALLY, HOW MANY OF US HAVE HAD A NICE BUTT IN OUR FACE?? JESUS, REALLY, WHO IS THIS GUY WITH THIS BUTT?? GET HIM OUTTA HERE, PLEASE SOMEONE, MAKE HIM SIT DOWN, HEY, GUY, HERE, SIT DOWN- HERE'S A CHAIR!.....FOR GOD'S SAKE...."

Well, I had a good laugh, even if no one else was paying much attention. I did, however, pay attention to his rear when he got up for the second time- his wide, flat butt in his tight jeans in my face once again, and it made last call worth while, as we all sipped the last drops of our watered-down drinks and began to dispurse out the door into the street. That guy's butt was really funny. Thanks, you funny butt man.