11/28/2014

The Wack Plague

Story Sent in by Mark:

On my first date with Nancy, we were out at a busy bar and somehow arrived at the topic of the Tooth Fairy. We talked and laughed about how much she gave us for our teeth.

"I got a quarter for each," she told me.

"I got $5 for each," I told her.

"No way!" she said, "Why was the Tooth Fairy more generous with you?"

So there were some good times. Then she said, "Did you ever try placing anything else under your pillow? Like skin? Or bones?"

"No," I said, "I never actually tried that. You had some spare skin and bones to use?"

She said, "When I was younger. Not too recently. I used my own dead skin and chicken bones from dinners."

"Oh. Gross."

"One time I stuffed an entire dead bird carcass into my pillowcase. Lots of teeth in that, I thought."

I asked, "Did the Tooth Fairy give you anything for it?"

She said, "No, but I think I caught the plague."

She then screamed in my face, causing me to nearly knock over my drink. Then she shouldered out of the crowded bar and I never saw her again. I guess she was tired of me. Or else it was just a residual plague symptom.

3 comments:

  1. Good god - I'm starting to wonder if most of the strangers I pass during a day are borderline insane now. I am seriously happy that I am not dating these Jack-in-the-box spooks !! sheee ~

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  2. Even when I was a little kid, I don't think I ever thought chickens had teeth.

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  3. @ Amber - Never heard of hen's teeth?

    @ La Mar - Oh, they are. They most definitely are.

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