We called all her boyfriends 'Rings' because she wrapped each one of them around her little finger, just to prove she could. But this new guy she was seeing, he was cut from a different cloth, we could tell from her reports of their very first dinner.
“It was a date which will live in infamy,” she exploded at brunch the next day, “He made me split the bill and after that he didn’t even try to sleep with me!”
Of course she went back for more.
She tried the old ‘three-calls-from-him' to 'one-call-from-her' power grab but he paid it no mind.
Then, when in place of an engagement ring presented on bended knee, he pretended to punch her with a custom set of brass knuckles in her size, we all thought it was curtains for him. Not only did she accept his proposal, she proudly sported the unorthodox sign of betrothal everyday saying, “He calls me his li’l slugger.”
“But you wont really be taking his name will you?” we asked, “You always said you would be Ms Andry forever.”
“Forget boring Ms Andry,” she said, “From now on we will be as one, I will be Ms Ogyny.”
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