I thought you were drawing a penis on my windshield, sorry buddy.

"I thought you were drawing a penis on my windshield, sorry buddy." Amy Dean 2003

My friends are mischievous individuals who are usually up to something, because I am such an innocent person I tend to be the target of their horrible behavior. When this incident I am about to tell you about happened I was innocently getting in my car to go home after a long night of talking and coffee drinking.

I was up at Big Boy with my friend Ty. He is a big jerk and had been drawing pictures of penises on everything for the last few weeks. We had been up there for quite a few hours and were getting ready to leave for the night. Earlier that day Ty had drawn a penis on my window and I was bound and determined not to let it happen again because then every time my windows fogged up the penis showed up. Anyway we hugged and I got into my car to go home for the night. Instead of getting in his car right away, Ty decided to stand by the passenger side of the car and started to draw something on my windshield. Fearing the worst I started to back out of the parking spot while yelling, " I do not want a penis on my windshield!". As I was backing out I felt something go bump in the night and then heard a scream immediately after the bump. I stopped my car and rolled the window down to ask what that bump was and why he was yelling. The response I got was, "You ran over my foot you asshole, I was writing I love you, and you ran over my foot. What in the hell? Who does that?". My response of course was, "I thought you were drawing a penis on my windshield, sorry buddy.". This was followed by maniacal laugh coming from somewhere deep inside me, extremely inappropriate after running your friend's foot over I know, but damn it was funny. Ty's foot was fine other than the tire treads on his foot. At least we were even now. He put shoe tread marks on my nipple, I put car tread marks on his foot. Revenge is sweet, even when totally unplanned. Sometime later I will explain the shoe tread marks left on my nipple but for now I will offer this simple explanation. I was laying down on the booth at Big Boy and Ty decided to place his foot up on the bench seat that I was laying on and the shoe made contact with the nipple and pinned it between the bench and the shoe.