by Jeanette Cheezum
I started to panic, all my friends were going to Spring Dance next week and I didn’t have a date. My brother told me not to worry, he had just the guy; Frank not only liked to dance, but had a secret crush on me. The magic night arrived and he showed up at my door with dandelions, and when I looked up at him I noticed he had bolts in his ears. Good thing he wasn’t much of a conversationalist because his breath was deadly. His feet were clunky, so twists and turns were awkward. My brother laughed out loud when I came home: How’d you like Mr. Stein?
6S
Jeanette Cheezum was a finalist in the 6S "Mixed Drinks" contest. She is a member of the Hampton Roads Writer's Critique Group.
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My Blind Date
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3 comments:
Reminds me of when my brother was nice enough to give me a glass of milk with tobasco sauce in it. Brothers!!
So is this the previously untold prequel to "The Bride of Frankenstein?"
So is the next date with the Werewolf? Careful...that could lead to heavy petting!
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