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Word
on the street was that Regan had recently divorced, a stroke of good
fortune for Jimmy Pissfork since he needed a date for an upcoming
party. Having reached psycho-caller frequency, Jimmy finally spoke
with Regan on his ninth call of the afternoon, and she said she would love
to go with him on the morrow.
Now Jimmy reflected on all their previous
encounters. They had met on the shuttle bus that Jimmy took every
Tuesday evening after closing the Kollege Kandy Kounter, which the
students affectionately referred to as the KKK. During their weekly
conversations on the shuttle, Jimmy had become captivated by her mouth and
by her surprising lack of disgust for him. Jimmy should have known
something was awry.
In preparation for an evening of debauchery, Jimmy
acquired liquor through the usual means of a minor ---- bribing a
twenty-one-year-old friend. Regan arrived to pick Jimmy up on time
and went up to Jimmy's most modest apartment, which was also home to
Jimmy's equally ineffectual friend, Andy Nutcup, and many ants. Not
knowing Regan had already taken an anti-depressant/muscle relaxant
cocktail, Jimmy persuaded her to join him for a Long Island Iced Tea
before heading to the party. This led to a terrifying drive to the
event, where not even the close proximity of club-sluts could pry Jimmy's
eyes from Regan's cleavage. Jimmy and Regan drank with gusto, and
Jimmy didn't mind the equally frightening drive home. When being
dropped off, Jimmy, as usual, was too paralyzed by fear to even try to
kiss Regan goodnight, so he simply thanked her for a nice time and
returned to his abode alone.
The next day, Jimmy was undecided as to whether or not
he should call Regan. Since Jimmy spent the day pursuing the true
object of his affection, a ghastly woman named Elsa, to no avail, he did
not have any opportunity to phone her. However, when Jimmy returned,
he discovered Regan had left several messages. Jimmy was
dumbfounded. Did this mean he might actually get to have sex with a
woman who wasn't a stripper? Overwhelmed with excitement and a
massive build-up of jizz, Jimmy phoned Regan, who agreed to go to Jimmy's
place for drinks. Jimmy had decided to try his coup de resistance
---- drinking on the apartment rooftop overlooking downtown. His
plan proved to be effective, and Jimmy spent the night nudging tongues
with Regan with mongrel-like appeal.
While laying side by side on the rooftop, Jimmy's arms
around what he perceived to be a close-at-hand sexual conquest, he heard
an unexpected and damning question:
"So, does this mean we're going out?"
Never in his life had Jimmy been expected to decide
something so important in an instant. To either hesitate or express
his true feelings of, "Are you kidding me?" would certainly mean
no sex tonight. Conversely, Jimmy lacked the manly instinct to tell
an unequivocal lie and say with conviction, "Yes", which he
would immediately recant after defiling her. Lacking the ability to
determine his own fate, the inept Jimmy squeaked out, "I hope
so," a phrase which damned him to a relationship chock
full of misery.
Jimmy and Regan returned to Jimmy's apartment, and she
straddled him fully clothed. Soon Andy emerged from the depths of
his nook of squalor to observe the aforementioned sight. Regan soon
left, and Jimmy related the events leading to his acquisition of a freshly
divorced, strange voice-hearing, anti-depressant-taking girlfriend, all
because he was in the pursuit of coitus. Andy howled with derisive
laughter at Jimmy's classic mistake, the infamous "I hope
so". Then Andy proceeded to recount how those devil-implanted
words had once resulted in an unwanted girlfriend for him as well.
Jimmy spent the next year and a half bitching to Andy
about what a bad girlfriend he had, except for a brief period when he
professed to love her with all his heart. But Andy saw through the
facade, knowing fully well how a man lies to himself to convince himself
he is happy in a relationship.
Jimmy was finally freed after a several month bout with
Prozac and Regan's fortnight in the loony bin, when he realized he was
better off without her. Jimmy relieved himself from bondage during
the drive home, much to Regan's chagrin.
The End |
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