A toddler sized slug

Dear idiot stranger who slapped my butt on Saturday,

Some things are not at all what they appear. For instance, when you saw my 5 foot frame from behind, maybe you thought I looked small. You might have heard me cackling with glee at the funny things my friends' were saying and figured I had had a few beers. Perhaps you thought my back side just screamed out "Spank Me!" Whatever it was, you were obviously wrong.

The next time you think about playing a little grabby with a chick whose face you haven't even seen, I hope you'll think of me.

I hope your face hurt the next morning, and I hope you remember why.

Sincerely pissed,

RAS

Dear friends who witnessed the incident,

Sincerest apologies.

Also, thanks for bringing me back down to reality with a hearty guffaw. I was starting to feel a tad big-headed and kind of tough. For an instant.

Until one of you explained that I resembled an angry toddler swiping at her parent in protest to a spanking. Then again, aside from the age/relationship thing, that was exactly what went down. But thanks anyway for shrinking my expanded ego. I might have had t-shirts printed up by now if not for your candor.

"Keep your hands to yourself, and I will too." (a quote from my Nano)

Yours with Laffs,

RAS

Dear blogland readers,

Be safe with your New Years Eve celebrations. Watch out for strangers!

See you next year,

RAS