The Bad Mom

 I caught a glimpse of him through the thick bamboo curtain. I could see him staring at me, I turned away, then looked back. He was still looking and gave me a smile. I waved to him and he waved back. I could feel him undressing me with his eyes. I giggled and lifted my skirt showing him my ass. He turned and slapped his own ass. I giggled some more and pointed him out to my cousin. Molly are you flirting with a Gorilla?

He’s so cute and human like, I defend my beastly behavior.

And he’s not flinging his shit at us. There is a missing link, remember that.

Call me! I yell as my cousin drug me to the penguin exhibit.

The San Francisco Zoo is free the first Wednesday of every month, which attracts all kinds of poor animal lovers like myself. To my surprise the zoo is popular with the homeless, which makes sense, have you seen how well behaved homeless animals are? They seemed to congregate at the reptile exhibit where I became fascinated with all the different tarantulas and their inflictions. One description read: this spider is non-lethal but will become aggravated if molested.

Well wouldn’t you?