Friday, July 31, 2009
Are you guys ready for Story Time With Kris?
Too bad. You're getting one anyways.
A couple of years back, me and my cousin Leah (the lovely lady I am pictured with above) were getting ready to hit the bars. For the life of me I cannot remember why, probably because we have wonky conversations daily, but Leah let me know that her ankles we very smooth that evening. She was wearing a skirt, so her smooth ankles were showcased.
Fast-forward to later on that night. A few wobbly pops under our belts, we headed to the ladies room. Leah went into the stall right beside me so, for a laugh, I decided to reach under our shared stall wall.
"Oooh, such smooth ankles," I said, while rubbing the ankle closest to me. Laughing, I left the stall, and Leah left hers. 2 stalls down.
She hadn't been beside me. I felt up a strange woman's ankles.
Oddly enough, the woman didn't say a word about it. I wonder if perhaps she enjoyed the experience.
In that case - to the unknown lady that I felt up - you're welcome.