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She Said, He Said

By Timbo on August 31, 2001

Editor's note: Rated PG-13.

Author's note: I am not the author of the following. I do not know who is. The following witticism landed in my in-box earlier this week, courtesy of a Bayou Bengal pal of mine. The substance of the story, as you shall see, is completely timeless, and not at all dependant on location. Enjoy.

HER SIDE OF THE STORY:

He was in an odd mood when I got to the bar, I thought it might have been because I was a bit late but he didn't say anything much about it.

The conversation was quite slow going so I thought we should go off somewhere more intimate so we could talk more privately.

We went to this restaurant and he was STILL acting a bit funny. I tried to cheer him up and started to to wonder whether it was me or something else. I asked him, and he said no.

But I wasn't really sure.

So anyway, in the cab on the way back to his house, I said that I love him and he just put his arm around me.

I didn't know what the hell that meant because you know he doesn't say it back or anything. We finally got back to his place and I was wondering if he was going to dump me!

So I tried to ask him about it but he just switched on the TV. Reluctantly, I said I was going to go to sleep.

Then after about 10 minutes, he joined me and we had sex. But, he still seemed really distracted, so afterwards I just wanted to leave but I just cried myself to sleep.

I dunno, I just don't know what he thinks anymore. I mean, do you think he's met someone else???

HIS SIDE OF THE STORY:

LSU lost. Felt bad. Got laid, though.