Showing posts with label The glove compartment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The glove compartment. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

The Glove Compartment

The other day me and one of my friend(name with held on request) were going in my car to another friend's house, I was driving. It was around 8 p.m at that time. Somewhere along the way I remembered that I had some toffees in the glove compartment. (I had around 3 strepsil, 2 centre fresh, 9 candyman and a vicks). I asked my friend if he wanted a toffee, he said yes. So I told him to have one from the glove compartment. He took one with much consideration, he was like, this one, no that one, finally he came up with a toffee and tore the lineage and ate, then he asked me a very peculiar question. "What is this stuff, why is this toffee so bitter". I looked toward him and then at the pack he was holding and I saw a pack of crocin in his hands and burst out laughing. At this point we were at our destination and I parked the car and still laughing, got out. My friend now and then spit out and I would start laughing afresh. Our friend came out and he too laughed as I shared the joke with him.