He just had an argument with his girlfriend and this time he knows she left him for good.
The straw that broke the proverbial camel’s back.
There is just no turning back.
The relationship has been utterly and totally destroyed. His life is now meaningless forevermore.
“Wait a minute” he thinks to himself. “Didn’t I see a bar down the street?”
“Oh, thank you Lord for your great love and mercy”.
As he walks into the bar, he spots her - another lonely creature sitting on the bar stool.
They look at one another and they know. They know that they were meant to be.
All things happen for a reason.
“What was her name?” he asks himself – “the one which walked away from me a few minutes ago”?
“Ah, who knows and who cares? This is my beloved, my real soulmate.”
…
They walk hand in hand into the motel room.
And so it goes.
You know this is make believe, right Arc? I’ve never cooked or served rodent, or been Turd’s girlfriend… you know this right? so what’s there to agree on?
I often laugh at Steve’s brand of humor. I thought that the below was really funny, not “real” but funny anyway.
My imagination just took me straightaway to that scenario when I read it. Weird things make me laugh.
Seriously, you serve me uncooked squid one night, then pumpkin and ear soup… with the pumkkin still fully intact…
What I was agreeing with is the emotion that I too would have shared had someone set that food before me.
Language is not always so easily understood, is it?
Last but not least,yes, I figure you have never been his girlfriend and I am sure rodents are not a part of your culinary delight.
The remainder of today’s duck and carrot dinner for tonight’s supper, while I get my head in a place where it will allow me to churn out some political-based emails and system updates.
Taken antihistamine to alleviate the symptoms it can work on, and I’ll just have to wait for the rest to wear off tomorrow… my home-made crushed peanut chocolate and home-made red wine will give me comfort until then.