8/22/2017

Swing and a Kiss

Story Sent in by Siobhan:

Kyle and I were out on a date and having a normal talk when he checked his phone and leaped to his feet and grabbed his jacket.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

He said, "I have to go. My boss. He's in the hospital. An accident. He's in a coma. I have to French kiss him to wake him up." Kyle then slapped his tongue around his face in a gross approximation of a kiss and then he took off. That was my first and last time out with him.
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4 comments:

  1. The Architect8/22/2017 6:34 AM

    Well, when the call comes in, someone has to be the hero....

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    1. Bob Frost is Dead8/22/2017 9:09 AM

      So true, as my boss always tells me, "this mouth ain't going to french itself."

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  2. Jaci Carroll8/22/2017 5:19 PM

    When "I'm not into you." isn't enough.

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  3. Tourist of Life8/22/2017 7:34 PM

    I hope he doesn't forget to pick up that 10cc of concentrated dark matter for the President of the United States on his way...
    reference joke

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