Post by goldenmyst on May 14, 2021 23:04:16 GMT -6
Unbearable Levity of Kinship
She tells her fellow girlfriend and Barista wrapped in one, “When I get in this mood I laugh at everything. I laugh at customers in their faces which isn’t good at work. This happens to me once a week. I spilled coffee on my skirt and it was hilarious.”
A patron says, “Are you are in a funny mood?”
She focuses on her customer at hand, “Oh, sir I’m all ticklish. Give me Xanax to calm me down.”
“Is it my beard or my tattoo that tickles you?”
“Your beard would have to touch me to give me the giggles. My humor is an inside joke. I’ve got the funny papers in my head and it isn’t even Sunday.”
“Then please share the key to your silly mood.”
“If I did my silliness would evaporate like a rainbow. I love the colors in my heart.”
“Since I am only one color of your ribbon just whisper that into my ear.”
“Follow me.” She closes the door. “This is the coffee grinding room. It is also the room we go to in case of a tornado.”
“There aren’t any severe weather watches that I know of.”
“This room is virtually soundproof.”
“The decibel level of your bubbly outbursts might be audible to passersby.”
“Oh, here I go again with the spontaneous giggles.”
He holds her chin and points her eyes up into his face. “Enough with the comedic relief.”
“Afraid not I am incorrigible.”
“Honeybuns if you keep this up we’ll have the staff on our case. Your merriment might be taken as hanky panky.”
“Oh, mirth and gaiety! Cheers loverman. Here’s to us in our next lifetime.”
He puts his finger on her lips. She has a comedic breakdown of earthquake proportions. In a last desperate attempt to stymie her he pats her on the bottom saying, “Please stop. You might lose your job. Let’s try the Heimlich maneuver. I’ll just position myself behind you. Come on darling. You are rubbing your derriere on my biscuit. This is a medical technique.”
“My hysterics are the heroin for which your strudel is the Methadone.”
“If only more people had your laughing Buddha condition.”
She replies, “Your part in my funny business comes from you rapping to a sister, your sister in fact.”
“You are the best birds and bees teacher ever.”
“When I took you on as your tutor it was with the understanding that my purpose was to prepare you for the real world of romance.”
“My graduation is at hand.”
“That is where your problem lies.”
“Twere’ I was the unseen cotton beneath your skirt that I might hug your cheeks.”
“How sweet, be home at sundown. Your next lesson is the art of kissing. I will give due consideration to your request to give it a French angle. My tongue is restless which is promising.”
She tells her fellow girlfriend and Barista wrapped in one, “When I get in this mood I laugh at everything. I laugh at customers in their faces which isn’t good at work. This happens to me once a week. I spilled coffee on my skirt and it was hilarious.”
A patron says, “Are you are in a funny mood?”
She focuses on her customer at hand, “Oh, sir I’m all ticklish. Give me Xanax to calm me down.”
“Is it my beard or my tattoo that tickles you?”
“Your beard would have to touch me to give me the giggles. My humor is an inside joke. I’ve got the funny papers in my head and it isn’t even Sunday.”
“Then please share the key to your silly mood.”
“If I did my silliness would evaporate like a rainbow. I love the colors in my heart.”
“Since I am only one color of your ribbon just whisper that into my ear.”
“Follow me.” She closes the door. “This is the coffee grinding room. It is also the room we go to in case of a tornado.”
“There aren’t any severe weather watches that I know of.”
“This room is virtually soundproof.”
“The decibel level of your bubbly outbursts might be audible to passersby.”
“Oh, here I go again with the spontaneous giggles.”
He holds her chin and points her eyes up into his face. “Enough with the comedic relief.”
“Afraid not I am incorrigible.”
“Honeybuns if you keep this up we’ll have the staff on our case. Your merriment might be taken as hanky panky.”
“Oh, mirth and gaiety! Cheers loverman. Here’s to us in our next lifetime.”
He puts his finger on her lips. She has a comedic breakdown of earthquake proportions. In a last desperate attempt to stymie her he pats her on the bottom saying, “Please stop. You might lose your job. Let’s try the Heimlich maneuver. I’ll just position myself behind you. Come on darling. You are rubbing your derriere on my biscuit. This is a medical technique.”
“My hysterics are the heroin for which your strudel is the Methadone.”
“If only more people had your laughing Buddha condition.”
She replies, “Your part in my funny business comes from you rapping to a sister, your sister in fact.”
“You are the best birds and bees teacher ever.”
“When I took you on as your tutor it was with the understanding that my purpose was to prepare you for the real world of romance.”
“My graduation is at hand.”
“That is where your problem lies.”
“Twere’ I was the unseen cotton beneath your skirt that I might hug your cheeks.”
“How sweet, be home at sundown. Your next lesson is the art of kissing. I will give due consideration to your request to give it a French angle. My tongue is restless which is promising.”
