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"Ain't No Sunshine"
by
Bill Withers
T P O
The Patient Ox (aka Hénock Gugsa)
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Pray tell it again! - by TPO
by
TPO
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WARNING
!!
The following material is
graphically descriptive and not suitable or
appropriate for the not-mature, the suppressed, and the prude. |
It
has been quite a while now since I have
gone out and done the social scene. But back some time ago when I was single
and adventurous, I used to hang out with all sorts of people with hilarious and
or outlandish goings-on in their lives ….
Here
in Minneapolis, right within U of M’s West Bank neighborhood, there used to be back
in the ‘80’s and 90’s a quaint little diner called Chili Time. It was
quite a popular hangout with Ethiopian-Americans. We used to congregate there
for breakfast and coffee on the weekends. The food was simple and decent, and
the service was quite good. I know, for sure, nobody would admit to it now or
back then … but everybody was salivating over the two well-endowed and friendly
waitresses working there. I would bet those gals were just about the
best-tipped workers in the whole of the Twin Cities at that time. I mean the guys
were leaving fifty to a hundred percent tips just for the teasing smiles or the
friendly-hand-on-the-shoulder alone.
I,
myself, fancied one of these girls – I believe her name was Cindy or Cathy, I
forget. We had exchanged telephone numbers, and I was planning to call her and
ask her out. But somehow I never got around to it, and then one day I saw her
with another dude (a fellow Chile Time customer) at a club … and so that
was the end of that or so I thought. But not quite! Not long after, I ran into
another acquaintance from the coffee club who told me of his interesting date
with the magnanimous Cindy or Cathy. His story was not very flattering at all. He said
that while he was in the throes of making love to her, he made the mistake of
asking her about another guy he had seen
her with and if it was serious. What happened next is one for the books … she
snapped at our Romeo and hissed, “Shut up and f--k!”
So
ends this tale of caution. You can now resume viewing your regularly scheduled
program. Please hit Play!
The Prawn and the Crab (as told by David Niven)
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