New Necking?

Story Sent in by Casey:

I had spoken to Lina online at first and then we went out on a date. From the moment I met her, something seemed off. She stared at my neck like it was a spider across the room. I asked her if everything was okay.

She said that I had a "giraffe-like" neck. I didn't know how to take it so I used my patented sense of humor to laugh it off. I told her that it was necessary to forage for the tastiest leaves at the treetops.

She didn't laugh at that and we continued on to dinner.

She didn't talk too much as we ate but she stared at my normal-length neck the entire time. She said she couldn't get over how long it was. I told her that it wasn't longer than any other neck. She said that it was the longest neck she had ever seen.

At the end of the meal she took the check and offered to pay. She said it was the least she could do and said that she felt I had "earned like a prize or something" because I had to deal with "such a long neck."

I let her pay and when we left, she said, "And now I will never see you again," and she walked away.


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