Thursday, August 11, 2011

First Impressions

We hadn’t been dating long, but we’d been friends for years so after the party I spent the night.  Next morning, while he cooked breakfast, I got the marmite and ketchup.  I dropped the bottle and there was an explosion of red just as the door opened.  It wasn’t how I’d pictured meeting his parents.

OK, so it's not fiction...  It's still a 55 for G-man.

4 comments:

  1. haha no i imagine that to be quite the first impression...smiles.

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  2. Marmite?
    Arrrrrrgh.
    Loved your 55 My Friend.
    This was clever and very well written
    Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

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  3. I love surprise endings....although you'd never guess from reading my 55 contributions.

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