The Jenn Frank SuperMegaAdventureFun Tour
"hello telephone people! I AM TURKISH", the musky voice on the extension seemed to echo arround the room. Jenn recognized it at once as that of her Ex-Lover Tim Requarth. His questionable grammar and incorrect capitalization, so indicative of his online persona, was missing over this vocal medium, but the intimidation was nonetheless for it.
"Hello, Tim. How is phoenix?", Jenn dully replied. This conversation was over before it started, Her heart belonged to another (And possibly some mouse/rat animal as well). "Did you get the job at the dude ranch?"
"No", replied Tim, "They don't like my kind here in phoenix. Did I mention I am Turkish?"
"Yes Tim you mentioned you were Arabic, remember your bastard child?"
"No! Not Arabic, Turkish. Like Omar Sharif"
Jenn wished she had a dollar every time Tim brought up Omar Sharif, as Tim droned on and on Jenn found her self fantasizing, she saw
"Hello, Tim. How is phoenix?", Jenn dully replied. This conversation was over before it started, Her heart belonged to another (And possibly some mouse/rat animal as well). "Did you get the job at the dude ranch?"
"No", replied Tim, "They don't like my kind here in phoenix. Did I mention I am Turkish?"
"Yes Tim you mentioned you were Arabic, remember your bastard child?"
"No! Not Arabic, Turkish. Like Omar Sharif"
Jenn wished she had a dollar every time Tim brought up Omar Sharif, as Tim droned on and on Jenn found her self fantasizing, she saw