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Scenarios 1 2 3 4 5
Scenario 1.
He said, “Anything a woman says to a man means one thing.”
“What do you mean?” she said.
“It’s all the same.”
“So if a woman says my car wouldn’t start this morning it means “I want to have sex with you.””
“Yes…anything…doesn’t matter.”
Scenario 2.
The man pulled upside the rollerblading girl.
“Hi there girl-I-am-going-to-marry.”
“Bye man-who-is-full-of-shit.”
“Go to lunch with me.”
“Go away.”
“Chicken satay at Salsa.”
“Damn you.”
“C’mon. You will like it.”
“Yes. I know.”
“Girl?” he said inching his Lexus next to her.
“You just want to have sex with me right now, don’t you?”
“Well, yes…right now and forever. I’ll feed you first.”
“How kind of you.”
Scenario 3.
Inside his bathroom:
He said, “I wash my hair with Suave Strawberry Shampoo.”
He held out the big red-colored bottle. “Then I follow it with Pinaud Lavender Crème Rinse.” He opened the top of a container and placed it by my nose. “When you put them together I end up smelling like one of those yellow Christmas-tree car-scenters.” He bent his head forward so I could sniff his curly auburn hair.
Scenario 4.
He stood in my garden, pausing, with a rake in his hands. “This feels so good. I never feel like this, except when I am with you.”
Scenario 5.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Hi. I brought my friend with me. His name is Kai. We learned some new stuff on our boards. Can you come out and watch us? You can bring your camera if you want to.”
