Google Maps and BMW GPS led them to different benches, and so they both still wait, full of hope and despair, cursing Match.com yet again.
After the Wayne Foundations foolish investments failed, drastic budget cuts were made, including eliminating the grand facade of rocks, waterfalls and foliage that used to conceal the entrance to the Bat Cave.
Moments before, neither paying attention, they had collided, apologized, laughed, and decided to walk around the lake instead of sitting.
I knew as soon as I felt the pinch, jumped up and saw the bench smiling, I knew that Transformers existed among us.
Needs more bras.
Good one, Walter. 🙂
Moments after the fact, Jane realized it was probably a bad idea to let her dog pee on that potted plant with that dangling, electrical wire so close…
You’re on a roll, Jacky.
The dangerously low electrical wire and Home Depot bench suggested the spot was really more “trap” than “bus stop.”
I didn’t even notice that. Good one.
In their ignorance, each clung to the arrogant belief that they had won.
And so it ends, the beginning.
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