I’m at a buffet bar and there is a very startled man looking at me with a shocked expression on his face. He can’t take his eyes off me.
This is happening a number of years ago when I lived at the coast in the Land Of Surfers and Hot Babes.
I am at a ‘Networking Meet and Greet’ and I am wearing a sticky name tag that says, ‘Venus’.
The woman who runs these meetings always brings her brown pet ferret with her, draped around her neck like a mink.
She and others who are here to network and find new business, are lined around the salad and food bar, smiling winningly and scooping up pre-fab morsels of food.
There is a good looking young man across the salad from me that I have not seen before. His name tag says, ‘Peter.’
I am feeling especially bright and friendly and I call out to him, “Hello! You must be Penis!’
Oh my god. Why did the name ‘Peter’ come out as ‘Penis’!? (more…)