It’s the little things that build our mythology

July 4, 2008

“You know, if that oversized flag that was flying over Fort McHenry had gotten blown up or knocked down, we wouldn’t have the Star-Spangled Banner,” I say as me and Anonymous Doug enjoy a Fourth of July keg on my front porch.

“You know, if I weren’t in Spain that time I had sex with a 13-year-old girl, I could have gone to jail,” says Anonymous Doug.

*blink* *blink*

“Don’t you usually go to the Philippines for that?” I say.

“Sometimes I feel like eating Mediterranean,” says Anonymous Doug.

“How did you even get a passport?” I ask.

Anonymous Doug just smiles and fills up his cup.



One comment

  1. Or Portugal, so it seems.

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