The bartender hands me a slip of paper and says, ‘on the front I wrote my name and number. On the back I wrote the things I don't do on a first date.’
I look at the paper, read the name and number, then flip it over. There’s nothing written on the back.
‘Do you really,’ I ask, ‘spell your name with two x’s?’
2 comments:
I still don't get this... I'm assuming it's dirty.
Hawt. But no name at all would have been hawtter.
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