Reflections on Mia's Muni Birthday Party

3/21/10
N-Judah
Last time I rode this line it was Mia's 19th birthday. She wobbled on the laps of her friends, clumsily sweeping her bleach blond hair and adjusting her halter top to keep her boobs inside. Everyone on the train knew it was her birthday, but I'm not sure anyone sang along with her inebriated harem. It was a harem in search of a man. And I happen to be sitting across from the perfect man. He heard the sirens call and walked back to the party, presenting a key-chain sized rubix cube as a birthday offering. Mia swayed wildly on her friends laps, rotating the cube in her hand as deliberately as her drunkenness allowed. Frustrated, she began shouting expletives before announcing her inability to perform the task at hand. Despite her make up and cleavage, she was impotent when it came to the rubix cube. Luckily for Mia, no one was judging her for her skills.