clues at the scene

clues at the scene

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

A Little Content

Image by Chris Corwin.

A little fun tonight prompted a pick-up line contest. The scene:  your own best pick-up line story - 1st person, please.

My entry (apologies to Raymond Chandler):

She was a blond. The kind of blond to make a nuclear physicist kick-out a containment panel.

I walked to the bar and stood beside her. She was reading last month's Jane's Intelligence Review, in Russian, on her iPadsky.

I waved the barman over and ordered a drink - my usual. The barman stood there with a glass he was over-polishing and looked at me.

"Hey Buddy," he said. "Give a guy a break, will ya? Just what the hell is that?"

The blond answered the query without looking up.

"An Ivy Mike?," she husked. "It's a blast, baby. A thermonuclear blast. Make it two and put it on my tab. I think this fellow and I need to discuss a little - how do you say - detente?"


Unknown said...

Nice! I could def. have fun w/this. :)

jack welling said...

It's a great party game with a group of writers who have too much Scotch and too little sense.