what time is it anyway

Well, it's true, we were talking about sex drugs and rock 'n' roll yesterday at mimi's house in Canada. But we only partook in lunch and lively conversation and left the groovy stuff lie dormant mostly in the back of our minds. I hinted a lot about making the afternoon more real, but mimi was talking about her 70 year old friend who wants to get next to her and Liza told me that she mostly digs on men with facial hair. Liza showed me a picture of her guru and I thought....it would take me another 30 years to grow a beard of that magnitude...I doubt that I'll live that long. Mimi told me that she was mad at a boy from way back in eighth grade that made fun of her lips. I then looked at her lips and had some devious thoughts. Menage a trois came to mind at the tail end of the afternoon. I didn't go through mimi's medicine cabinet. I had this feeling she wanted me to because she filled it up with marbles. Instead, I just peed with the toilet seat up and then after I flushed the toilet I lifted up the back and disconnected the handle from the chain that lifts the rubber stopper and allows for the water to rush through and flush. Much to my surprise though, she had a couple of rocks in the tank and a turtle too. And I thought...what a whacked out broad this mimi must be. And then I thought, I wonder if she even knows it's there. And then I thought....I best not say anything because maybe one of her grand-kids put the turtle in there to keep it away from a nasty cat that keeps pawing away at their little glass bowl at home. And then I realized I better hook back the chain that that's attached to the rubber stopper apparatus because I didn't want her to lift the back of the toilet up to see why it wasn't flushing properly and then go eek when she saw the turtle and get super light headed and pass out and hit her head on the sink on the way down. But what if she reads this blog. I better shut up now. I was going to tell you about how Liza and I got stuck in the elevator for about a half hour on our way out to the parking lot. When the maintenance guy finally got the doors open for us...I asked him what the hell happened. And he said....turtles....they're all over the place.