.i know you'd never give me a second glance.

Oh! Oh!
I almost forgot.
So yesterday, I went to the library
and got off a stop after, so I could
enjoy the day.
And what happens, but I get
stuck
in the Scottish Day Parade.
(or whatever the hell reason why there were so many redheads with their pale legs sticking out from kilts - oh its just another Tuesday)
Oh lordy!
I have,
and I am being honestly,
never seen so many drunk so early (noon).
I don't know if they were shouting
insults
or
sexually harassing me.
I really could not understand.
But the best part, was that I came across
the part of the parade
where the people wait to
go next.
And who ended the parade
but the Scottish dog constituent of New York.
So many Scotties and Westies wearing
little tartan outfits.
I died.
Cuteness overload.