Saturday, July 10, 2010

No future in it

Feeling pale and wan, Prudence and beloved opted for curry for dinner.

Prudence drew the short straw and had to go and get the takeaway.

In the very small restaurant, she couldn't avoid overhearing a first date. Going very badly.

Just as she was leaving, the woman tried to salvage things, by telling the man she didn't think of him in physical terms (he was obese, with thick glasses and thinning carroty hair).

Prudence supposes there wasn't a second date.

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