Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Wine and Lube ...

"You bring the wine, I'll bring the lube.""Red or white," I asked, smiling at the thought of those two bottles standing side by side on her dresser. She was calling from a metro station platform. "White.
Get it chilled - the fridge is somewhat feeble."I didn't ask. "Sure. Anything else? How are you set for food?""Good point. Can you drop by the deli?" I said I would.
She sounded rushed, too many things on her mind. "Look, just be there, and I'll bring the goodies. Except the lube. You've got that covered."

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