Submitted by Jennifer:
I was on a first date with a guy in an Indian restaurant. It was an early dinner and we were among the only people there. Halfway through appetizers, I smelled something that could only be described as a pile of rotting small intestines. I couldn't help but wrinkle my nose and of course he noticed.
He asked me, "What's wrong?"
I said, "Did you fart?"
He said with total seriousness, "No. That was you."
For the record, NO I DID NOT. I couldn't finish that date fast enough.
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Did you not consider the possability maybe it was neither of you, but someone sitting nearby? Seems to me like you both made the same rude assumption about the other.
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ReplyDeleteThat's why she stated that they were among the only people there. So no, she probably didn't consider that possibility.
ReplyDeleteYou could have just excused yourself to the bathroom and save him the emberasment.
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