Take The Hint, Genius
Wednesday, May. 12, 2004 - 9:58 AM

"Do you have plans for tonight?" he asked her crotch. "I could come over and rub your feet."

"I have a thing about feet," she replied. "Even when I'm in bed with my husband, I don't like his feet touching me."

Him: You don't have to touch my feet, I'll just rub yours.

Her: Sorry, I just find it gross.

Sheesh, I thought. Hasn't this guy ever seen Pulp Fiction? I couldn't sit there any longer without laughing out loud and blowing my cover. I stood up, turned away from them, and took the long way back to the office. Some people just don't get it.

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