Blind Date #2

In just under an hours* time I shall be meeting my mystery friend for said mystery date. I shall approach it all in good faith and with no reservations. After all, if you don’t ask questions in this life, you’ll never get any answers – and it’s those answers that I seek tonight.

Never the less, I can see it all now – with a look of confusion on our both of our faces as we nervously scan the bar looking for a person who may just look like their phone voice.

For me, it’s that slim beauty stood at the bar playing ever so suggestively with her long flowing locks of blonde hair (OK, a bit shallow I know, but hey!). And for her, it will have to be that ultimate tanned surfer dude with muscles the size of Brussels and pecks the size of, er, big pecks.

However, I expect one or more of us is going to be a little disappointed...

* Well it was when I tried to post this before the Blog server crashed.