Filling his hotdog bun with condiments,
Randy showed his date his brilliant idea.
“As you can see, put all the stuff underneath, lubricating sides and bottom
Now you can’t drop anything out once you slip your wiener in,” he said.
“Know what? This date is over,” she replied as she stomped off.
She left him holding his meatless bun.
Relaxing against the wall, he watched his classmates convulse on the dance floor
Everything that night had been disastrous. First, his date ditched him
And she decided to slow dance with the person who used to be his best friend
Drinking his punch, he wondered what could possibly happen next, but then he laughed
Yes, he knew what was going to happen next. His master plan was working perfectly.
Cuisine so fine that that it demanded to be taken out for a dinner date
He showered her with flavors that were tart, sweet, salty, and spicy
Everything balanced to a perfection, a true masterpiece of culinary art
Food may be temporally empheneral, but the memories of that meal will be eternal
She wanted to feel special
Puckering up she put on her bright red lipstick
And her dazzling blue eyeliner
Reaching for her glittery teal eye shadow, she applied it liberally
Knowing it was almost time for her date, she began to get excited…
Liam smiled when he saw his twelve-year-old daughter make her entrance
Everything she did shouted how important she was to him. Their dinner together was going to be special.
As the alien ship slowly descended to the ground
Rachel tried to hold it together. She wished Lisa wasn’t late for their date
Reality seemed to warp, making her knees buckle as the craft touched down
It slowly opened to reveal a blinding light
Valiantly she took one step forward, then the second
As she got closer, she could see vague shapes
Later, Lisa looked at the scorched earth and wondered where Rachel was
For goodness sake, I thought you would be prettier.
Really? That’s how you want to start our date?
Actually, yes. I told you I was honest to a fault when we talked on the phone
Now that was truth in advertising. Refreshing. Still, you’re a jerk, and I’ll be leaving.
Knew that would happen. At least I didn’t have to buy your dinner.
So today she said hi to him and it put an unfamiliar happy expression on his face
Many days had passed since she last had talked to him
It had happened when he asked her about going on a date
Leaving him out in the cold and isolated with her refusing to acknowledge his existence
Eventually, it seemed, his daughter could forgive him for being a dad
The date had gone well till dessert
At that point, her expression soured
Ralph let go of the final pastry
The fact he had not even offered to share made the atmosphere acerbic
So he learned a lesson. Skip the sweet stuff till the date is done
You would think your body could handle it
And it might have if you had slept last night
Why else would you be sitting there with your mouth wide open
Now you get to explain it to your blind date
Querying the data again didn’t change the results
Unless they figured out how to shut down the reactor
All would be lost
Given that he was a marketing specialist
Marc was pretty sure he wasn’t qualified to stop it
If only he had his car and could drive far, far away
Really too bad his blind date, Vanessa, was a nuclear engineer
Even if they figured out a way to stop it, with how the date had gone, would there be a second meltdown?