Tiger

In my usual place there is a strange woman (not me, ok :) !). She's there all the time, but she doesn't do any harm (well in a way she does, when she insists on singing...I'm tone-deaf ok, and so is she). Anyway, last week she brought a tiger (not a real one, but half a meter long, guess she won it at a lottery or something). Kinda funny at the time. People noticed, invited it to dance, that kind of thing.

Was a bit less funny today when she was there again. And so was the tiger. For most people the joke was as they say in German "around the corner", meaning it was gone. It wasn't funny any more. Just sad. Especially since the manager told me that they put a condom on his tail (tail in German is "schwanz", which can mean both tail and the "little tail hanging (?) in front of a man", i.e. dick). That's when it gets to be not so funny any more, but tacky.

And believe me, tacky is the name of the game in this place :)