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

Scott Hardie | February 24, 2012
Well... HAD you been drinking?

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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