Sunday, December 4, 2011

moss dollop

it was a heady feeling to know that
she could tell him anything
and he would believe it.

just then she leaned across the table
and said,
"Dollop is the French word 
for virgin's nipple."

he laughed, took it in, accepted.

about a year later there was a commercial on tv about how delicious a dollop of sour cream could be on a baked potato -- he blushed. when they saw it together, she laughed and he realized that she had made it all up. for him.

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