Jed had always considered himself as somewhat of a ladies man. He had been stumbling in and out of the local bars for years with a certain air of confidence. Confident until he me her…Stella. She was only in the area visiting some friends. A gorgeous brunette with stunning green eyes and curvy in all the right places. Being such a beautiful women, she was very familiar with guys like Jed. Unbeknownst to this fact, Jed sauntered over to throw his lines upon her thinking she would swoon but instead she gave him a firm and steady glance of disinterest and proceeded back to drinking her raspberry beer with her girlfriends.
This made Jed all the more determined. He would not, could not be denied.
For nearly a half an hour Jed waved his words like a master, all of which fell dead to the floor. The sheer number of refusals was mind boggling to poor Jed who was beginning to feel a little jaded. Lastly instead of a sweet nothing he offered an insult, probably because of his bruised ego. He proceeded to slide into her and ever so delicately whisper his next and final line. "Raspberry beer is a girly drink." Stella, being just about finished with her beverage and sick of that creepy pig Jed, slammed the lip of the pint into the side of Jed's face. The force of her thrust branded the glasses impression just above Jed's right brow. After seeing stars and several little birdies, down to the floor he went. Stella and her friends giggled a bit then left poor ol' Jed bleeding on the floor. Jed's friends began to laugh uncontrollably at his unconscious body. After all, they were a bit jealous at Jed's normal success with the ladies. When Jed came to he ran to the bathroom to view his face in the mirror. With horror...he read the sign of his defeat.
Extra special thanks to John for his amazing ability to tell a great story.
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