We went here and had an excellent time. We were outside on the terrace overlooking the river and the weather was perfect. I asked her over dinner if she was disappointed at how I looked when she met me. "You look just like your picture." She said.
"So do you." I said. "I was a little surprised. I didn't think you'd be so pretty."
"You thought I was a liar?" She laughed.
"I thought nobody as attractive as you would want to meet me." I said.
"Oh, get over yourself." She said sounding perfectly American. "You aren't fat and you certainly aren't unattractive."
"But I'm not skinny and handsome." I said.
"Okay, you win. You're hideous and gigantic." Maricel said. "And I just have poor taste in men. It's really quite sad."
Then we went home to make mad passionate love. Well that was the plan. But you know what they say about the best laid ones of Simon...
See you in the funny papers...
Simon
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