She would have skulked away, but he had left her the bottle, and it was quite tasty. Besides, she thought, staying to finish it would help her get over her burp mortification.
Sunday, November 8, 2015
Burp Mortification
Carla felt out of place at the party, so when a cute guy offered her a few swigs of a hip, imported European beer, she eagerly took a few, hoping to cement her cool quotient. She never once thought of the aftereffects, a quite audible burp from the fermentation of her bottled brew. Carla knew she had blown it as her potential life partner lifted his eyebrows in surprise and started to edge away.
She would have skulked away, but he had left her the bottle, and it was quite tasty. Besides, she thought, staying to finish it would help her get over her burp mortification.
She would have skulked away, but he had left her the bottle, and it was quite tasty. Besides, she thought, staying to finish it would help her get over her burp mortification.
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He he he, waste not want not.
ReplyDeleteYou know it, Sheila. (-;
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