Still, I keep picturing your dad, basking in sweat, running a pho shop in Ho Chi Minh in the summertime or the like, wiping his brow with chicken-stock soaked dish towels.
Yes, he was absolutely covered in sweat. He was a severe hyper sweater. He was washing the sweat off of his face with the cleaning cloth. That he had just used to wipe pink slimy chicken fluid.
What the almighty fuck.
Oh dude the stories I could tell you
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legit lol thank you ahaha
I’m just glad someone had some idea what I was trying to describe.
You made me feel old with that reference haha
Kinda sucks, doesn’t it?
Still, I keep picturing your dad, basking in sweat, running a pho shop in Ho Chi Minh in the summertime or the like, wiping his brow with chicken-stock soaked dish towels.
Yes, he was absolutely covered in sweat. He was a severe hyper sweater. He was washing the sweat off of his face with the cleaning cloth. That he had just used to wipe pink slimy chicken fluid.