2/02/2016

Do Me a Flavor

Story Sent in by Jean:

On my first date with Alvin, we were at a restaurant when he took my hand and said, "You can tell a lot about a person by their hand."

I asked him, "What can you tell about me?"

He turned my hand over a few times and looked at it, front and back. He stared at it for a little while.

Then, he licked the back of my hand.

I yanked my hand away and wiped it off on my napkin. "Dude! Not cool!"

He licked his lips and said, "You want to know what I can tell about you?"

"What?"

"That you taste good."

Yep. Last date.

14 comments:

  1. "Know what I can tell about that beautiful hair? It'll look even more beautiful on the doll I'm making at home out of my dates."

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    1. Your name reminds me of Bananas Foster, which inspires an urge to lick...

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  2. Wow... he took her lickginity without even asking? That's a violation.

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  3. You say "Last date" as though you stayed for the rest of the date. You didn't, did you OP? Please say you didn't stay.

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    1. Dinner ain't gonna pay for itself, dear!

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  4. Unfortunately, my nick name in high school actually was banana foster

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    1. And that jaundice certainly didn't help.

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    2. LOL - I just spit my drink out Archie...

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    3. It's not my fault I'm so rich in potassium.

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    4. If you were a banana, I'd licky-de-split...

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  5. This guy needs to mature a little bit and know that some jokes that are OK with people with whom you are familiar and know for a while are not OK on a first date with a virtual stranger... And that schoolyard humour does not go down well on a first date!

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  6. "Wow I haven't washed it since I gave my mom a foot rub earlier. Surprised it still tastes good" along those lines

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