She was a real classy dame, elegant, the kind who never spits on the floor. She walked in and spotted him. A G-Man in a gray flannel suit and matching fedora. He gave her a wink and a smooth smile, so she crossed the room and said, "Buy a girl a frappucino?" And he did.
Do a 55 and tell the G-Man about it.
Okay okay, he wasn't wearing a flannel suit and fedora, but i did get to meet the G-Man. And I am classy cos I didn't spit on the floor, not even once! The G-Man is a delight. I know. I was there. I also got to meet Lou of Subdural Flow. She's a delight too, and she doesn't spit on the floor either. The woman is elegant. It was a dark and stormy night...
Sounds like a great night. Unfortunate about the fedora, though....
ReplyDeleteI love it, really goes with the theme of the night.
ReplyDeleteDid you hear G-man ask you to be his moll?? He kinda mumbled it;)
damn, this is nice. so light and playful. and stemming right out of reality...
ReplyDeleteI have trouble stringing five words together, let alone 55.... :)
ReplyDeleteGood one Shay!
Not sure if I mentioned this before, but spitting is my biggest pet peeve. How awful! xo
I can see the resemblance .. Marlene aint got nuttin' on you, doll.
ReplyDeleteI'm SOOOOO jealous you got to meet G-Man!
ReplyDelete*swoon*
I'm so glad that all you have to do to be classy is just not spit on the floor. Even I can handle that.
ReplyDeleteFireblossom love your Friday 55. Great.
ReplyDeleteGlad you were touched by "The Air I Breathe." It is a very powerful song, not only in word but in melody. Enjoy dear one.
Blessings.
so different from me. i spit on the floor a lot.
ReplyDeleteI love it!
ReplyDeleteBut you DID stick your gum under the table-top...
ReplyDeleteWell, if you can't meet the g-spot I guess the g-man will do. ;)
ReplyDelete(Sorry, just being playful!)