My friend "Holly" had this fellow over to her apartment. The conversation turned, as it does, to how he would kill her should the need arise. He said he'd strangle her. She said he couldn't. He said he could. She said he couldn't. He came at her with his hands around her throat to prove that he could - theoretically - choke her. And then he says
"Nah, I'm not gonna strangle you. How 'bout I kiss ya?"
And then they made out.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
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