Blind Date
By the sixteenth cigarette Sara is teary eyed and coughing uncontrollably. Your own lungs are aching, but you are having a great time!
Sara stands back a bit and calls over to you, "I'm sorry, my eyes and throat are so sore, I have to go home."
"Okay, I'll drive you!", you say.
Sara quickly declines, obviously afraid to be hotboxed in your car all the way home. She takes a cab home and surprisingly doesn't return your phone calls.
Jeez, some girls! If she won't accept you for who you are (a compulsive neurotic chain-smoking freak) then she's just not worth it!
THE END
Sara stands back a bit and calls over to you, "I'm sorry, my eyes and throat are so sore, I have to go home."
"Okay, I'll drive you!", you say.
Sara quickly declines, obviously afraid to be hotboxed in your car all the way home. She takes a cab home and surprisingly doesn't return your phone calls.
Jeez, some girls! If she won't accept you for who you are (a compulsive neurotic chain-smoking freak) then she's just not worth it!
THE END
