A few friends and I stopped by to check out a sculpture installation before our dinner reservation. Normally I don’t set foot near these gatherings because I’m allergic to douche bags, but I was surprised to find most of the artworks impressive.

That is until we came upon one that looked a giant arsehole. Or an intestinal tract full of shit depending on where you were standing. My friend jokingly asked if I wanted a picture inside it. In response she got a face like someone had wiped shit on my top lip.

A man tip toed over and whispered: “The artist is right behind you.”  I owe that man my life because I had some choice words lined up to accompany my disgust. 

I guess I just ‘didn’t get it’.