5/01/2015

Reverse Dinner

Story Sent in by Seamus:

Marianne came out to dinner with me for a first date even though she said she wasn't feeling well. We were sitting at a restaurant's back deck when she all of a sudden puked a little on the table. Luckily our food wasn't there yet and she practically ran for the bathroom.

While she was gone, I cleaned up as much of the mess as I could. When she came back and sat down, she complained about a weird smell at the table.

"Could be the... the vomit," I suggested.

"You vomited?" she asked me.

"Uh, no. But you did. Remember?"

"Nope," she said with a straight face, "I've never puked in all my life."

I gave her a stare then asked, "Are you feeling better?"

She said, "I've never felt better, actually." Then she said, "It smells like puke here. It makes me want to puke. I'm leaving."

She left me and a bad-smelling table behind. Check please.
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