He shouts, she bites, they wrangle through the night
"Hello?"
"Hi, it's me."
"Hi. Hey, that was fun last night."
"It sure was. Maybe a little too much fun."
"You mean the vodka?"
"That, and, well... this is embarassing. I feel like I'm seventeen again."
"What do you mean?"
"I have a giant hickey!"
"Oooh.... sorry about that. On your neck, you mean?"
"No, that's the small one. The giant one is; well, elsewhere."
Next, Sass tries without success to buy a machine that sucks.
"Hi, it's me."
"Hi. Hey, that was fun last night."
"It sure was. Maybe a little too much fun."
"You mean the vodka?"
"That, and, well... this is embarassing. I feel like I'm seventeen again."
"What do you mean?"
"I have a giant hickey!"
"Oooh.... sorry about that. On your neck, you mean?"
"No, that's the small one. The giant one is; well, elsewhere."
Next, Sass tries without success to buy a machine that sucks.
Labels: boy friends
8 Comments:
Awesome!
It strangely reminds me of my New Year's Day phone calls.
well at least the means its your little secret
I love those types of hickeys.
I am so jealous. I would love to have a reason to be embarrassed like that. Good for you.
All I can say is, thank goodness it's winter, so I can wear turtlenecks and scarves. Gosh. It's really embarassing. But then, I'm used to feeling like a dork.
Wonderful... you made my day. :D Love the new header image btw.
Dan
Ah, the joys of -er- what's that called again? ;-)
You could wear all your blasted turtlenecks and scarves and still be freezing if you were in Cali right now. It's cold as hell here right now (supposed to hit 19F tonight?!?), and THE CANADIAN ISN'T EVEN HERE TO ENJOY IT!
Not that I'm bitter. Or freezing. Promise.
Glad you're getting some =)
Post a Comment
<< Home