"I bet a woman feels knot-y when wearing this dress," Myx said.
"Don't make me upbraid you, Myx! Pretty good, right?"
"Tell me--please--you're not going to try a battle of wits with me, Dave--you're only half equipped."
"That half wit thing is old, Myx."
"Old is bad?"
"Well--we should be aiming at new, contemporary, or even cutting edge like this dress here," I said.
"The designer really had to have a cutting edge to pull this off--like a knife!.
"Is it hemp?" I asked.
"Got a match?"
"Yeah--my socks and--"
"Wow! Talk about old!"
"What kind of woman would wear this?" Maybe it was time for a serious question.
"Sugar and splice ... and everything nice!" Myx said.

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