Friday, December 12, 2008

Atlanta Small Pleasures #1

Star Provisions is the one place in Atlanta where I get to rub elbows with wealthy stay-at-home-wives. Yesterday I happened upon a gaggle of them there, browsing for fineries. The great thing about America is that, to my knowledge, there is no law that expressly prohibits me from crop dusting rich people. Which I did. With every last inch of my fanny hole.


kaneharvest said...

in high school i crop dusted Media Play to the tune of Beat It.

EZ Pants said...

A few Christmases ago at Logan Airport I crop dusted a line of people waiting in the security line. I was still within earshot of a security guard who I heard say to a lady making a grossed out face, "I know. It's fucking disgusting."

Carlitos Gillette said...

Upon exciting a subway car on a New York visit, a woman pushed my friend Steve out of her way in order to reach the stairs first. Angered by her rudeness I run up the steps in front of her till my ass was at the height of her face, where I procceded to crop dust her. A very fine moment.