As I’m attempting to exit Starbucks via their backdoor, a cup of coffee in each hand, using my rear to push it open, I can’t.
The hinges have been recently changed, so as I’m pushing, the door just won’t budge.
I look at Michelle, the beautiful, black barista who’s watching and say, “The problem is, I need a bigger butt.’
And she says, “I wish I could give you some’a mine.””
Me too Michelle, me too.