Cary: Why Madame,
you did ask the waiter for the finest dish available, did you not?
Girl: Yes I did, but....
Cary: We-ell then! Here I am!
"Is that a steak in your hand
or are you just pleased to see me?"
"Have you ever been kissed in
a chair? Would you like to be?"
"You say you're how old? Really?
Well definitely that meets my requirements.
Send your resume to my secretary. Then we can talk about
wonder if this fence is plastic or real wood?"
"Excuse me do you
happen to have any Grey Poupon?"
Cary was ready to
tear the stake out of the ground and stab her the moment she turned
into a Vampire.
She was so boring
Cary thought he may have to stake himself to keep awake.
I'm really tired & this fence isn't too safe.
Just give me my jacket back."
yes, Mr. Grant, that is a dapper looking suit.
But don't you think your a bit over dressed?
It is just a barbecue you know."
Cary thinks, I'll
keep hold of this fence picket just in case I need to
beat them off with something.
"Who me Married.........
"You remind me
of a man........."
CG gripping fence
tightly, "Oh my! What a nasal voice!"
she doesn't stop talking to me, I'm gonna brain her with this
Grant, do you think I could go back to your place and, uhmm, see
your suit of armor from the Bachelor and the Bobby Soxer?"
"I am in between wives and
could use some nice companionship this evening!"
thinking..."If I don't hold on to this picket fence, her breath
going to knock me over!"
thanks to all of the participants in this contest: Lora
Alejandro, Morag Clarke, Kate Curran, Jenny Curtis, Kathy Fox,
Christina Matthews, Anthony McGuire, April Parrish, Sharon Rose,
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