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My Old Odd Boyfriends

I once dated a fella named Bella, whom I met at a party in a cellar, I told him I was born in Pennsylvania, he said he came from somewhere in Transylvania… Said he worked at the blood bank during the day, and we started to see each other the very next day, seeing him only at night, he would give me a fright, when he'd suddenly appear out of no-where… Each and every night he'd come to my home, where we'd sit down and watch a Batman marathon... then I'd serve him his usual Bloody Mary, and he would turn and just hypnotically keep staring at me... Before I knew it, I'd wake up and it'd be morn, and he had already been gone, feeling the usual pain in my neck, which would be teeth marked and black and blue... he was most definitely a hickey man through and through! Before long I got used to our routine, but then he suddenly turned kind of mean, and my neck wasn't just black and blue, but bleeding the color red… Needless to say we eventually broke up, and I moved to get away from that thug, taking up residence in a far away city, I didn't want to see him again or give him any pity! Feeling so sick and so tired of the night time routine, I felt used, like he just sucked the life out of me! Then I heard rumors he was dating someone named Elvira, who must be someone he truly admired, because then they eventually married, and have a night time business, performing free embalming... Eventually I met someone named Frank, who was aimlessly wandering around a park, found out he had an odd job of buying and selling body parts, all at a downtown pawn shop... He was also the very tall and quiet type, and he would very rarely ever gripe... unless he got too close to an open flame, then he'd literally go insane… To make a long story short, although our relationship was pretty thrilling, poor Frank ended up in an institution, where he was neither seen or heard of again, all on the account of some backyard barbecue grilling.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 6/5/2016 3:17:00 PM
Go figure…and for some reason their favorite song was The Monster Mash...
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Date: 6/5/2016 8:13:00 AM
Hahahaha that's so funny, you sure can pick them.
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Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 6/5/2016 3:18:00 PM
My reply is above your comment John, my bad!:)

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