An excerpt from the Thorn
One of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever laid eyes on walked up to me. She kneeled down next to me and looked me into the eye to say, “I think it’s time we see other people.”
“But we aren’t even dating,” I said in a manner that exhibited my confusion.
“I saw you checking me out at lunch the other day, and it makes me feel awkward,” she informed me and then walked out of my life forever. I sat there stunned.
I called back to her, “ROOOOOOSE GOGGLES!” But it was too late; she was out of earshot. Then it started to rain. This was going to be a rough quarter.
Phillip Becker and John Dullard in the Dec 2, 2005 issue of the Rose Thorn.