Posted by on Jun 19, 2006 in Uncategorised | 3 Comments

I hate these conversations …

‘What do you do?’ asks the man at the business dinner.

‘I’m a writer.’

‘Ah … what do you write?’

‘Fiction.’

‘Would I have read anything of yours?’

‘Almost certainly.’

‘Great! What are they called then, your novels?’

‘I haven’t had any novels published yet.’

‘Ah … so what might I have read then?’

‘Erotica.’

Silence from the man at the business dinner

3 Comments

  1. B.A. Goodjohn
    19th June 2006

    Ha!

    Can I borrow this?

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  2. Anne
    19th June 2006

    Perhaps the businessman didn’t reply because he had moved from the speech area of the brain to his sexual centre and from my experience men find it difficult to talk while they are preoccupied by their dicks!

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  3. Kay Sexton
    20th June 2006

    Anne, you could be right and Bunny – go for it!

    Reply

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