LJ Idol Week 8: Yes, and
A couple years ago I went on a date with a man just because his name rhymed with mine. I’m not lyin’.
His name was Lenny and I go by Jenny so naturally we were going to live happily. I found him on a match-me site where his name made me dream of the cheesy message we would leave on our answering machine.
Unfortunately, not just any “-enny” is for me and it turns out that Lenny was just creepy. His eyes looked woobly, his hair was goobly, and I swear he had cooties. I tried to be polite as he ordered an appetizer, entrée, and dessert but truly I was ready to desert. I smiled when he talked about his unborn child and even listened to his thoughts on UFOs and Jesus.
Jesus.
Needless to say when it was over I bolted toward the door but he wanted more and asked for some ass. I laughed. He put me on blast talking about “Didn’t I just pay for your entree?”
Hot damn. I looked right at him and said, “Yes. And?”
His name was Lenny and I go by Jenny so naturally we were going to live happily. I found him on a match-me site where his name made me dream of the cheesy message we would leave on our answering machine.
Unfortunately, not just any “-enny” is for me and it turns out that Lenny was just creepy. His eyes looked woobly, his hair was goobly, and I swear he had cooties. I tried to be polite as he ordered an appetizer, entrée, and dessert but truly I was ready to desert. I smiled when he talked about his unborn child and even listened to his thoughts on UFOs and Jesus.
Jesus.
Needless to say when it was over I bolted toward the door but he wanted more and asked for some ass. I laughed. He put me on blast talking about “Didn’t I just pay for your entree?”
Hot damn. I looked right at him and said, “Yes. And?”