More than Words

Last night Birmingham and I met up with kickball friends at a bar. We grabbed a table with the best vantage point for people watching, because the place was filled with some classic douchebags with weird hair, some deaf guys in Hawaiian shirts, a lot of people who must have come from an 80’s night at some other bar, and a pair we liked to call “Thema and Louise” because it looked like they made a wrong turn out of Louisiana in 1991, and have been line dancing their way across the country to find the perfect denim ensemble ever since. They might have also been pre-op transexuals, but no one was sure enough to bet on it.

My favorite line of the evening came while they were flirting with the guys who were talking in sign language, and Tink pointed out, “They’re deaf, not BLIND!” And as the whitest rock and roll cover band in the world started to rock out, we all kind of wished we were deaf, too.


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