How Old Are You? (Humor)

There I was, excited, over this blind date, that a good friend, had picked for me. I smiled, checked my face, teeth, over and over again. "Whew!!!!! I look good!" I said. I checked my watch, 7:30, 7:35. No one still hadn't arrived. "Oh well, i'll continue to wait." I said. I looked at the picture, man, is she beautiful! twenty-four, same age as me, graceful smile, gleaming brown eyes! Combed my long black hair, one more time, and there she is! Miss America, is here! My heart raced, I couldn't breathe. I was sweating, I was shaking! The long black car, drove in front of me. I just waited, I wanted to impress my date. The door opened, one leg came out. Beautiful, long oiled legs! Yes! My wonderful date! Her next leg came out, the same as the first, legs that only a date with me shall have. But, but, but. Huh? "What is up with your hair?" Why is it in a "french bun?" "Why is your make-up splattered, all over your face?" "Why is your hair so grey?" "And your face so wrinkled?" "Hey" She said. "Heres my cutie pie!" She chased me up and down, and all around the block. She finally caught up to me, and planted a kiss. I enjoyed it, and asked. "Hey, how old are you?" "I'm twenty-four son." She replied. Well she looked to be seventy, but hey, i'm single. ~CWMI need to find a new girlfriend fast people. Can you help? LOL ~CWM Written March 6th, 2002 © on Mar 06 2002 01:37 PM PST   18 • 0 • 14