I met a gal, Carrie, a few weeks back. We were playing a few games of pool at a bar (of which she wiped the floor with me in all games.
), and this drunken ass comes up to me. His words were all slurred together. At first, I thought he was asking me if I was a Call Girl, or something?
What actually happened was he appeared to get lost in his own face, and staggered away. Alot boring than what is shown here, I know. :
A little bit of my own humor woven in is all a part of my creative licence. 
Me = foreground.
Carrie = Background
Drunken Ass = the ass that falls down.
