12/20/2016

Look No Ways

(Jedi, Sith, or other, click here to check out my spoiler-free review of Rogue One on this week's Jared's Inkwell! -JMG)

Story Sent in by Frank:

Emma and I were walking in the city and she'd do something weird whenever she'd reach a crosswalk. She'd just run across it without even looking beforehand. Yeah, cars have to stop for pedestrians in crosswalks but she would just run out without warning and cars honked their horns at her.

After she did this a couple times I caught up with her and asked her, "Do you have a death wish?"

She replied, "I hate crossing streets so I just run across them to get through it as fast as possible."

I said, "But doesn't that put your life in more danger?"

She said, "I'm not dead yet."

Picturing this woman with children of her own was enough to frighten me away from a second date

11 comments:

  1. And the Darwin award goes to......

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  2. Frank has no sense of adventure.

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    1. pssst, guys... me thinks that was the joke... GAWD.

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    2. Bananas, stop being jealz that Melanie and I love each other now. You didn't want this, so I moved on. Deal with it.

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    3. I have the utmost respect for anyone that can chug sangrias because they are chock full of fruit chunks.Inhaling fruit chunks is no easy task.This one time at band camp I almost chocked to death on the juice of a grape,true story.

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  4. Emma makes sense.What logic!I don't like getting up early for work so instead maybe I should just sleep in late and roll into work when I please.It worked for that one dude from the movie "Office Space".I'm also afraid of hights.Perhaps I should climb high mountains without any equipment and let my hands and feet guide me to my destiny.Now if I could just find the logic to apply myself...that would be great.

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  5. Bostonians (and anyone with student debt) have a better response.

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