Remember When Mages Could Shoot Fireballs?

Story Sent in by Marilynn:

At an art gallery cafe, my date Curtis informed me that he was a "fire mage" who could "see into people's minds."

I asked him to prove it. He said that he would tell me three things about myself that I hadn't previously told him. He put his hand to his forehead and said, "Your parents' names are Bill and Stacy." That was true. He then said, "You switched schools in fourth grade." Also true. He then said, "One of your favorite books is The Stars Shine Down by Sidney Sheldon." That was also true. And I truly had no idea how he did it.

"How did you know that?" I asked him.

"I stalked you," he said, "Google and Facebook and this old blog of yours I found. I read it all cover to cover."

He gave me a grin, but I didn't feel like smiling back. He then said, "You have a lot of photos of yourself with other guys up on the web. Not sure what you're trying to tell me there, but if we wind up together, you're done slutting up."

"Slutting up?"

He nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah! How would you feel if I had a thousand pictures of myself humping other women and rubbed them into your face?"

I said, "I wouldn't like it if you rubbed anything in my face."

"Yes you do," he said, "Remember: I can see into people's minds."

"Then maybe you can't after all."

We both shared a laugh at that. Once lunch was over we went our ways, never to see each other again.

1 comment:

  1. Uh...hey, dude, looking the pictures up isn't exactly the same as her "rubbing them in your face". This guy was a creep and a half O.O


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