12/30/2014

A Most Dangerous Name

Story Sent in by Douglas:

I was out to dinner with Julie when she asked me the name of my most recent ex. I told her it was Samantha.

She said, "Samantha? I hate that name. Hate it, hate it, hate it."

I replied, "Good thing neither of our names are Samantha."

"Ugh. That name is like, so dumb," she said.

"So you'll never name your future daughter Samantha."

"Ugh, no! Never, never, never! That's the stupidest name I've ever heard. Who even names their kids that?"

"Not you. That's for sure."

"And you dated someone named Samantha. What were you thinking?"

"Clearly I wasn't."

"And did you kiss her?"

"Sure did."

"Eww! That's the grossest thing I've ever heard! I'm gonna vomit."

She excused herself to (presumably) go vomit. She returned a few minutes later.

"Did you vomit?" I asked her.

"Sure did. All because of Samantha. You tell her that the next time you speak with her."

"I will."

I didn't.

1 comment:

  1. Why on earth are you going on dates with six-year-olds?

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