Sunday, August 10, 2014

The Blind Date

A young blonde secretary was describing her blind date to a friend.

"After dinner," she said, "he wanted to come back to my apartment, but I refused. I told him my mother would worry if I did anything like that."

"That was smart," her friend said, approvingly. "Then what happened?"

"He kept insisting, and I kept refusing," the secretary said.

"You didn't weaken your resolve, did you?" asked the friend.

"Not one bit. In the end, we went to his apartment. I figured, let his mother worry."

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