Sunday, June 26, 2011

A Dinner Date















A while back, when I was considerably younger and single, I picked up a lovely date at her parents' home.

I'd scraped together some money to take her to a fancy restaurant.

She ordered the most expensive items on the menu. Shrimp cocktail. Lobster
Patron. Champagne.

I asked her, "Does your mother feed you like that when you eat at home?"

"No," she replied. "But my mother's not expecting a blow job tonight."

I said "Would you care for dessert?”
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8 comments:

Matty said...

Great reply.

Suz said...

Nothing like a gal who puts it all on the table!

CI-Roller Dude said...

...and did you get one?

Ali said...

hilarious.... wish I'd have thought of that and not settled for peanuts and beer. ;)

Momma Fargo said...

Haha. I might have to use that line.

blueeyedtawni said...

snickers.... damn straight :D

dana said...

TIPS: To Ensure Proper Service. So you PRE-tipped and it worked out? If you reciprocated, did she give back any of that lobster?

dana said...

Insure

dammit