Sometimes you stumble into a situation that you immediately regret. You see things that cannot be unseen. Things that can turn your stomach. I don’t know what it is lately here in NYC but I have a knack for walking into people going at it in a revolting display of public affection. You know the type. The couple that disgustingly can’t keep their hands off each other and feels the need to show off to the world their love. Case in point the other afternoon when I decided to have my lunch in the park. We have had some beautiful summer weather and having lunch on a park bench seemed like a good idea. Sunglasses on, chicken wrap in my hand, a cold iced tea, and the warm sun on my face as I leaned back to relish in the moment. A moment that was suddenly ruined by the sounds of wet slurping noises. At first I thought it was a panting dog sitting next to me until I looked over and saw this couple in the full throes of tonsil hockey! I mean, they were going at it relentlessly. I really think he was going in so deep that he was trying to dig out her fillings with his tongue. I’m surprised he did not pass out from lack of oxygen since it looked like she was devouring his whole face with an air lock. The absolute horror of what I was witnessing transpired fully when I realized these were not young kids but a couple that were old enough to be my parents!!!
EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!! MY EYES!!!!!! Continue reading