Flasher gave me flashbacks…

I interrupt normal scheduling to tell you a tale about what happened to me yesterday… a little event in an otherwise uneventful day…

As Wednesdays go, it was pretty average and I didn’t hold many expectations for it to be otherwise, what with an orthodontic appointment to take my youngest to… to be told, just as expected… come back in 2 years, we can’t do anything yet…

So… we head back to the supermarket car park where I’ve left the wagon and as we head to take the short cut… There’s movement in the bushes… I place hand into the middle of youngest’s back and swerve him off to the left – Keep walking! In a break with tradition, he actually complies without asking me 100 questions though he does have a puzzled look on his face, so I tell him – You don’t need to see a man with his knob out! And again breaking with tradition… he asks no questions and keeps walking…

I on the other hand, find myself looking back over my shoulder and man is looking at me, with a big stupid grin on his face… I look down at his stubby cock and I think… well… that’s certainly dispelled THAT myth about black men… Then I look him square in the eye and I feel a dull ache spread across my face, as my right eyebrow moves skyward and my thoroughly underwhelmed face takes full form…

So… I’m driving home and still my face is aching and again my eyebrow has life of its own… then I start to laugh as I recall a day in 1987…

 

Me... 1987...

Me… 1987…

I remember an ex who I went out with for a couple of weeks… and then he dumped me…

He turned up and said – Karen, I’m really into you but I just can’t see you anymore…

I said – Really? why’s that?

– That face you pull…

– What face?

– The one that tears out a man’s soul, crushes it and leaves it withering to die…

I just looked at him and puzzled as to what he meant…

He said – Yeah… That’s the face… That one…

And then  he burst into tears…

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