Passion
by Steve West on February 24, 2012
Recent conversation with Brenda:
me: I've been thinking about our love life lately.
Brenda: Have you been drinking?
me: I think the best comparison would be to the cockroach.
Brenda: Seriously, have you been drinking?
me: My passion for you is mostly active at night, it frightens the elderly, and it is completely impervious to nuclear weapons.
Brenda: My mom warned me about you.
Two Replies to Passion
Steve West | February 24, 2012
Only coffee - and lots of it. Brenda once asked me if coffee keeps me awake. I replied, "Only until I want to go to sleep." That's sorta the point.
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Scott Hardie | February 24, 2012
Well... HAD you been drinking?