Incredulity, I haz it
September 10, 2008emily 1 Comment »This isn’t my story, it’s Sally’s story, but since my other posts this week have been Sally-related I thought I’d run with it. Sally met a stripper at the Atlanta airport. Wait, that sounded bad. Sally had an hours-long layover in Atlanta and spent it at the Houlihan’s bar, where a young woman sat next [...]