The other morning my wife was very busy but needed me to get something at the store. Out I went, without a shower, shave.......I didn't even have time to brush my hair or look in the mirror. I scooped my four-year-old son, hopped in the car and bolted.
I got to the store, snagged a cart and my son and I started shopping. As I perused the aisles, I heard a woman's voice clearly addressing me: "You look familiar. Do I know you?"
I looked up, and in a moment or two I recognized a lady with which I had a short, but very passionate and intense, relationship nearly twenty years ago. I was kind of nervous, and very conscious of my shabby appearance.
I composed myself and admitted who I was. Like I said, it was a short relationship and I was kind of a jerk when we split up: I basically just stopped calling her and ducked her calls. She remembered me, and we had a ten or fifteen minute chat. We hugged, and my son and I continued shopping.
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I’m always amazed these sportscasters and announcers can call the game with McDavid’s **** in their mouths all the time.
That is a great story. Laugh Out Loud (in deference to RedHot25)
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The other morning my wife was very busy but needed me to get something at the store. Out I went, without a shower, shave.......I didn't even have time to brush my hair or look in the mirror. I scooped my four-year-old son, hopped in the car and bolted.
I got to the store, snagged a cart and my son and I started shopping. As I perused the aisles, I heard a woman's voice clearly addressing me: "You look familiar. Do I know you?"
I looked up, and in a moment or two I recognized a lady with which I had a short, but very passionate and intense, relationship nearly twenty years ago. I was kind of nervous, and very conscious of my shabby appearance.
I composed myself and admitted who I was. Like I said, it was a short relationship and I was kind of a jerk when we split up: I basically just stopped calling her and ducked her calls. She remembered me, and we had a ten or fifteen minute chat. We hugged, and my son and I continued shopping.
My son looked up at me and said, "Dad?"
"Yeah, Bud?" I replied.
"You have boogers hanging out of your nose."
haha gold
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No, no no...the proper way this story is supposed to begin is : "Dear Penthouse, I never thought the letters you received were real. That is, until I bumped into an ex-girlfriend down at the local convenience store..."
nice. i like this story. luckily, this woman no longer matter to you (probably).
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Bumped into old girlfriend the other day...
