here's an odd story of a person who is on a dinner date. he's rather stupid.
hello, how are you. i'm fine. your not? what's wrong? really? that's absurd! my my... your absolutley... oh... well... maybe we should get off the subject. how have you been? i do love what your wearing. can't quite describe it... all i can say is... no, my words couldn't possibly tell the exquisit beauty of your outfit this evening. well now, lets get on to dinner. what would you like? clams? sushi? that? really? i never knew that you had such a fine taste in food. i shall have the steak then. oh waiter? yes, we would like these if you would. here is a tip. i know we havne't even gotten our food dear, but i must tip the man.. now. what shall we takl about while we wait for our food? that... well i don't want to, but if you insist.. oh wait! the food is here! how exquisit. look at my steak... mm. you simply must taste this steak! it's delectible! here would you like a... oh dear! what seems to be the problem! why is your head laying in your salad? are you sleeping on a dinner date? well i never! take my steak, it was delicious, but i cannot eat while you are sleeping in front of me! you seemed to be such a lovely women but.. why, you seem not to be breathing! why are you pretending to be sleeping, while your holdin your breathe? i have no time for jokes. i knew i shouldn't have gone out with you tonight, goodbye.
Arancia · Mon Aug 01, 2005 @ 03:00am · 2 Comments |