because they were walking up the part of andresen where there is no sidewalk, they were all holding hands, spanning the entire bike lane that everyone walks up. i couldn't get around. i figured that i would duck around them at the stop light, and since i was in no GIGANTIC hurry to get home, i stayed a step or two behind them.
i hear the woman say: 'ooh, tommy (or whatever his name was), there's a GIRL behind us!' the boy turns around and grins at me and walks faster. the woman continues: "i think she LIKES you! she might want to KISS you! you might have to take her on a DATE!" i giggle.
now. i'm sure that all of us have had times in our lives where we spit out a comeback line, and immediatly, inside your head, you look at yourself and go "WHAT?!?!? that's the best you can freaking come up with? why in the world did you SAAAY that?!?!?"
in response to the date statement, i say "but it will cost you a lot of MOONEEEEY!" the lady looked at me funny, the boy didn't laugh. i suddenly felt as if i had tried prostituting myself to a 7 year old. "i'll datecha, kid, but it'll costya! *takes a drag off of a limp cigarette*"
i shut up.
because they still were not letting me by, i still contented myself with walking behind them. they all had backpacks (i assumed she had picked them up after school or something...), i had a backpack. they were all wearing cutesy kids clothes, i had my new bear hat that faetal made me in my backpack and my fluffy matching looking jacket in a bag. i grinned idiotically at the silly way she was talking to the kids.
i suddenly felt like IIIII was a kid. it was an amazing freaking feeling. granted, i was an OGRE of kids, being 5'7" instead of under 4', but STILL.