The manfriend said, “Tell me a story.”
So I told him not one, but two stories about dead animals.
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The manfriend said, “Tell me a story.”
So I told him not one, but two stories about dead animals.
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I don’t think this is wrong.
So I guess I’m crazy too?
At least you didn’t launch into the one about the man from Nantucket.
Ha!
I guess I should mention that he was trying to fall asleep when he made this request. Yup. Dead animal time!
My Dad once told a “funny story” about giving a guy a ride home from the paper mill. As they went over the bridge his passenger flung a black garbage bag out the window into the river. Dad said, “What was in the bag?” His friend said, “Kittens.”
I have ruined many a dinner party with that story.
TJB, come to any future dinner parties I might throw and I promise you I will laugh maniacally at that story, like I did just now.