We were in Brownsville, Texas, for one of Ojo's football games and spent the night there because it's a pretty long drive back to Victoria. The next morning we eat in the restaurant attached, or very near, to the motel we stayed in. It took a very long time to get our food. I don't remember thinking the place was all that busy, but mostly I was focused on not doing anything to draw the wrath I could see brewing in my dad's eyes with each passing second. I mean, there were two -- not one, but two -- hot high school cheerleaders eating with us. After we finally eat our cold breakfast tacos and everybody's filing out, my dad goes up to pay for the meal. The cashier is this teenage Mexican girl, probably 16 or 17. My dad lays into her, giving her his best look of contempt and finishing with the line above. Of course, we were never coming back to Brownsville anyway, so his edict was a little hollow.
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For some reason, I elected to ride the bus back to Victoria from Brownsville. Not only did I miss the utterance of this classic, I also missed being in the company of those two hot cheerleaders. I think it was team unity or some shit. Shows how dumb I was at 17.
I was only 11, but I still wanted to put my fingers inside both of those girls.
Only fingers?
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