Moonshine Lullaby

Submitted by Grace:

Ben picked me up for our date in a Plymouth that was more rust than original paint.  He was really excited and had a lot of personality. 

He took me to a local diner that served fresh seafood.  Aside from picking up his crab dinner and making it dance and talk to me, it wasn't at all unpleasant.

After dinner, he told me that he had a surprise for me.  He opened his trunk and pulled out a glass jug of clear fluid.  He uncorked it and handed it to me.  It smelled awful.

"I made it," he said.  "Drink some."

I don't really drink, so I politely declined.  This upset him.  He said that he made it for me and that it took him a really long time.  When I declined again, he said that it was perfectly safe, and to prove it, he took a big swig of it, right then and there.

I still refused, and he said that he'd keep drinking until I told him that I'd try some.  I told him that that was a stupid idea, but he kept drinking, more and more, until he was just sort of wiggling on the ground and unable to stand.

I called for an ambulance and they had to pump his stomach.  That was the end of the date.