—–
“What you fishing for, Peppre?”
“A maaaaaannn.”
“Any ol’ kind of man, Peppre?”
“NoooOoooOooooOooo (reeling one in).”
“Then what kind? But… lemme guess… the puuuuuuurrrfectt caatchchch!”
“YEAH YEAH yeahyeahyeahyeah YEAAAAAAAHH!” (cue dance music!)
——
Later at the mall (and after the dance/music):
“Tom?”
“Yeaaah, let’ss jus sayyy: he’s a wuurk inn puurrgresssss!”
From the gesture he subsequently shot her, I gathered they were in the “f-ck you” stage of their relationship. Puuuurre physical.
(to be continued?)
Sunklands 