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  • Let Me Tell You A Story

    December 24, 2009 — With 392 words & Read — Labelled as: Story
    “Don’t worry, I had an old tub of yoghurt ice cream in my fridge.”, Daphne said while she plucked out on of her eyebrows that was growing in the uncharted territory between her two eyebrows.
    “Oh my God! Didn’t we eat that yoghurt last week?!” One of her friends yelled, which led to her painting her face red with her lipstick.
    “No, don’t worry the one you ate from was a different tub.”, Daphne quickly explained.
    “Why do you even keep a bucket of sperm in your fridge?” She asked.
    “What? Like I want anyone to open my fridge and see a tupperware box filled with sperm between a bowl of caesar salad and a box of orange juice?” Daphne replied.
    “What if someone accidentally opens it and eats it something?” Another friend asked who was checking the smell that was coming from her arm pits.
    “It’s chocolate and licorice flavored yoghurt, who would want to eat that.”, Daphne said.
    All the girls were disgusted at the same time when they heard which flavor it was, creating a orchestra of “Eww’s.”

    They all jammed themselves in the reflection of the small mirror as if they were trying to take a group photo inside a photo booth at the train station.
    They had to be sure nothing was stuck between their front teeth, before they went back to the party.
    Daphne’s boyfriend was finally released from the hospital after he was in a hideous accident at the zoo where he cleaned the animal pens.
    He slipped over some poo and failed to noticed the elephant that was moonwalking into his direction until it was to late as it was already sliding over his testicles which made a loud popping sound, Daphne’s boyfriend had been reproducing the sound all night by using his index finger and mouth.
    Luckily one of his co-workers who also happens to be a friend of Daphne managed to scoop up some of his sperm into her lunchbox.
    When the pack of ladies returned into the living room they saw something that if they had a magical lamp with a genie inside would wish they had never seen.
    Daphne’s boyfriend was sitting in his wheelchair eating the tub of ice cream.
    “Honey, this chocolate and licorice flavored yoghurt is great!” He said with a big spoonful of it in his mouth.

    And that’s the story on how we ended up adopting you son.
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