I received a call from a gorgeous ex-girlfriend the other day. We lost track of time, chatting about the wild, romantic nights we used to enjoy together. I couldn’t believe it when she asked if I’d be interested in meeting and re-kindling a little of that magic.
"Wow!" I said, "I'm not sure if I could keep pace with you now. I’m a bit older and a bit balder than when you last saw me." She just giggled and said she was sure I’d "rise" to the challenge.
"Yeah," I said, "Just so long as you don’t mind a man with a waistline that’s a few inches wider now."
She laughed and told me to stop being so silly. She teased me saying that tubby bald men were cute, and she was sure I would still be a great lover. "Anyways," she giggled, “I’ve put on a few pounds myself!"
So I told her to fuck off.
