Jodie answered the door; it was Rob.
"Where the hell have you been? I've been alone all day thanks to you."
Rob apologized and stepped inside, taking off his hat and placing it on the hat rack next to the door.
He handed her a flower. It was very nice smelling. Jodie sniffed it, and smiled at Rob.
She beckoned him into the kitchen, where she had prepared their dinner; meatloaf and green bean casserole. She poured him a glass of lemonade.
Rob sat down at the table and began eating. He drank a bit of lemonade to wash down a bite of meatloaf.
The meal passed silently, and they cleaned off the table together. Later, in the living room, Jodie and Rob sat on their couch together and read some books.
Jodie looked at Rob, and noticed that he had reddened a little bit. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye.
"I pooped." He said.
They kiss.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
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In a quiet writing slum Ian falls back on fecal humor to complete a story.
BOO!
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