I Will Never Go On a Blind Date Again
I will never go on a blind date again! Teresa told her best couple friends.
They exchanged looks, but kept their mouths shut.
A yellow Moped drove by.
It was driven by a man.
There was a St. Bernard on the front.
Teresa’s eyes followed the guy, the Moped and the St. Bernard.
The couple high-fived each other.
“Do you know that guy?” Teresa asked her friends.
They nodded. “He lives next door to us.”
“That’s the guy you wanted to set me up with?”
More nods.
“What are we waiting for?”
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