TMFR Writes: So I was at Ralphs on Devenshire around 1AM on Friday Night/Saturday Morning, buying some feminine items… and at the checkout line I swear I heard this incredible conversation.
A guy is in front of me at the the checkout when he notices that the rather good looking blonde in front of him has just raised her hand and smiled hello to him
He is rather taken aback that such a looker would be waving to him, and although familiar, he can’t place where he might know her from, so he says “Sorry, do you know me?”
She replies “I may be mistaken, but I think you might be the father of one of my children.”
His mind shoots back to the one and only time he has been unfaithful. “Christ!” he says, “are you that Strip-O-Gram on my stag night that I screwed on the pool table in front of all my buddies while your friend whipped me with some wet celery and stuck a cucumber up my ass?”
“Goodness, no!” she replies. “I’m your son’s English teacher.”