Oh the Shame

I hit the liquor store this morning for some cheap vodka after I dropped Moggie off at the Baptist church for preschool. I messed around too much this morning and didn't get makeup done so I did end up looking like I just rolled out of bed to get a cocktail. I was the only customer at the store, too. I started to ask them where the vodka was so that I didn't look like I was a regular but I realized that no one gives a shit so I didn't pretend that I was unfamiliar with their layout.

After I paid for my crap I left and took the interstate route home, and had to stop in front of the local adult business shop while waiting to enter the on-ramp. You would be surprised at how many perverts are at a porno shop at 9:30 in the morning. I won't even lie, I felt superior to them with my gallon of Svedka rolling around the back of my minivan. I sat there with my clinking bottles thinking, "Well at least I'm not a pervert". I order my stuff online. This porno shop just looks trashy with it's hand drawn logo. My friend Chrissy has absolutely NO shame and she will go there. She says that people scream "whore" at her from the street! Crazy times!