Mon 30 Jul 2007 @00:12
This is a vignette.
Fred and Ginger bounced happily along the sidewalk talking excitedly about the book they had just read. On impulse, Fred tried to kiss her cheek but buzzed her neck instead.
“Ech,” said Ginger. She stopped and looked at him sideways wiping her neck with her fingers. “Don’t do that.”
“Sorry.” He looked down then up again. “But… why.”
“You know,” Ginger turned away, “Algebra.”
I don’t know what it means. Just rattled out of my head into here. Maybe if she had said chemistry….
Posted by Tim
July 30th, 2007 at 00:34
Clearly there was none…..chemistry that is.
I’m glad I’m not alone in things rattling out of my head and landing on my blog.
July 30th, 2007 at 08:27
I have always firmly believed that algebra was out to destroy my life.
July 30th, 2007 at 09:17
Haha.. I was just thinking about the coming of age movie with Demi Moore, Rosie ODonnell, Melanie Griffith and Christina Ricci - Now and Then. Teeny: Have you ever been french kissed?
Chrissy: Are you kidding? I don’t want to get pregnant! Roberta: You can’t get pregnant from french-kissing! Chrissy: I know that, beetle-brain, but it’s common knowledge that if you tongue-kiss a boy, he automatically thinks you’ll do the deed with him. They can’t help it. They’re driven. It’s the male curse.
I’d forgotten about that. Although I think it may be A male curse but not necessarily THE male curse…. ~Tim