Chinese
( published 28th November 2003 )
www.alexandrino.com

Hi All,

Yesterday evening I went out for dinner with the Magnificent 7 ( who by the way were 5, like the Musketeers who were 4, when we talk about 3....errr...sorry this was not the subject of the story ), my old Merita Bank buddies. We went to a Chinese restaurant on Limpertsberg. Before dinner I desperately needed to go for a pee ( after a few pints..sorry half pints in the George and Dragon pub - yes that's in Luxembourg ), so I went to the gents.

After a few seconds of orgasmic meditation while doing my thing, one of the kitchen staff joined me and had his little leak next to me. When I finished I turned around and washed my hands. Then it struck me, I could feel the morning mail idea grow in my mind already. I thought: "Please, oh please, let this guy wash his hands too...I don't want to order food here otherwise!" The Chinese chef turned around, smiled at me...and walked straight out. Boooohooooooo, why me? Hello morning mail, good bye dinner. I walked out myself and...oooofff, there the guy was standing, in the ladies' washing his hands at that basin. Aaaaaah, not all stories are morning mail worthy. Or are they?

Have a great weekend
Alex

One evening during a poker game, a man was bragging to his friends about how his sister disguised herself as a man and was able to join the army. "But, wait a minute," said one listener. "Your sister will have to dress with the boys and shower with them, too. Won't she?" "Sure," replied the man. "Well, won't they find out?" asked another poker player. The first man shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Sure. But who is gonna tell?"

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