Dinner Date
A while back, when I was considerably younger, I picked up a lovely date at
her parents' home.
I'd scraped together some money to take her to a fancy restaurant.
She ordered the most expensive items on the menu. Shrimp cocktail. LobsterPatron. Champagne.
I asked her, "Does your mother feed you like that when you eat at home?"
"No," she replied. "but my mother's not expecting a b___ j__ tonight."
I said "Would you care for dessert?"
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