11/03/2013

The Most Unforgiving Body Part

Story Sent in by Gabe:

I took Rhonda dancing at a club with live music. I think we both had a great time. We sat down to eat dinner between sets, and after digesting a bit we went back to dancing.

Once we were done (and exhausted) we left the club and found that while we were inside, it had rained. It was a short walk to our cars, and as I escorted her to hers, she slipped on a curb and fell onto her butt.

She yelled out and I was afraid that she was hurt, but she said she was more surprised than in pain. I helped her up. She moaned and said, "Bad butt! Bad butt! It has a mind of its own."

She laughed and I laughed along with her. We hugged and both left.

My subsequent phone call to her went unanswered, but she wrote me an email a little over a week later that said, "While I had a great time and liked you a lot, it seems my butt didn't. Best of luck."

I began about a half dozen possible responses in the ensuing week, but ultimately couldn't think of anything to say that would've changed her butt's mind.

2 comments:

  1. Oh God please, for all out sakes, don't let this be the start of an epidemic of Empty Butt Syndrome.

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  2. @ Try - We need some empty paint cans and decorating supplies, STAT!

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