Story Submitted by Vince:
Arianna and I were in a pastry shop and I bought us two cupcakes. I picked out a chocolate-cream-filled sprinkled one, and she picked out a vanilla cream-filled choco-vanilla one. We sat down and she took a bite out of hers, only to spit it out all over the table.
"Look!" she said, hoisting the offending dessert up to my face, "Look!"
There was a vanilla cream filling. I said, "There's a vanilla cream filling."
"There's a vanilla cream filling!" she repeated, then stood up and brought it over to the clerk behind the register. She held it up to the clerk and said, "There's a vanilla cream filling."
The clerk said, "Yes. Our vanilla cream-filled choco-vanilla cupcakes have a vanilla cream filling. Is it no good?"
Arianna said, "I hate vanilla cream fillings. They're too sweet. It didn't say 'vanilla cream-filled' anywhere."
The clerk pointed to the little sign in the pastry display case next to a collection of similar cupcakes that read, Vanilla cream-filled choco-vanilla cupcakes. Arianna said, "This cupcake blows. I hate vanilla cream filling."
I called over to her, "I'll eat it. We can switch."
She said, "Fine," and she sat back down with me and switched cupcakes.
A moment later, she spat out a bite of her new cupcake. "Christ!" she said, "More cream filling!"
I said, "Yeah. It's a chocolate-cream-filled sprinkle cupcake."
She said, "Why did you give it to me? You know I hate cream filling!"
"You said you hated vanilla cream filling."
"No! I hate all cream fillings!"
"Sucks."
"God damn it!" She trembled and I seriously thought that she was going to have some sort of medical crisis.
I said, "I'll finish it, if you want. I can buy you a cupcake without any type of cream filling at all, if you want."
"No," she said, "The day's ruined." She folded her arms and wouldn't look at me anymore. I finished up both cupcakes, we walked out together, said our goodbyes, and away she stomped.
3/18/2011
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"we walked out together, said our goodbyes, and away she stomped."
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...i guess BJ's are outta the question, Vincent
ReplyDeleteso were you on a date with Cartman?
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