Because everyone is breathless to know about my tiny love life: I’ve had follow up dates with one of the locals. What a brave man. Like the forward hussy I am, I asked him to dinner for our second date so maybe he felt sorry for me? A stranger to this land needs a little help and support? It was a simple date. Just dinner on a “school night”. But it wasn’t any less interesting or fun than the first date. I continued to ask rapid fire questions and about a third of them were feigned stupidity. Going for the cheap laugh.
Then we had a third date that was even better than the other two combined because outside of my late love–Kipper Q Dogg–he has the best dog. Good thing I’m really fond of this guy because I would be tempted to use him for his dog.
But oh…this Man…needs be watched…he is a wily one…he caught on to my mock ignorance and warned me (with a wink) “I’m not gonna trust any of your questions are legitimate.”
Damn, I guess I’ll need to start juggling if I want him to laugh.