Lunch Tima Bantar at the Barrel

I had lunch with a friend today. We’ll call her “Sam.” After dining, I decided to buy a candle. In a display of “I’m about to be jobless” sillyness, I kissed the chosen candle. I just do that sort of thing. It’s part of my charm.

Sam: Are you really gonna buy a Christmas candle already?

Me: MMM Yes. It smells great! (kisses the candle)

Sam: Well, you kiss it, you keep it. I wish it worked that way with men.

Me: We’d still be alone…

(adendum) Then “Sam” said “damn it.”

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