Saturday, January 10, 2009

A Bird In The Hand

It was our first date, and since I didn't have a car (this was back when I was an undergrad) we stayed on campus. We went to dinner on Green Street, and then walked around the quad together.

We stopped at the eternal flame (which has always bothered me as it is neither eternal nor a flame) and sat on the bench talking. The conversation varied from the mundane to the obscure, and we were both enjoying the company when she stopped mid sentence and cocked her head to the side.

"Did you just hear that?" she asked.

"No..." I replied, trying my hardest to listen for whatever it was. "Wait... What is that?"

Just then, a guy and a girl fell out of the tree behind us, both naked.

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