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Thursday, October 1, 2015

Big Storm and Sex Addiction

Ashpa called her fiance Richard on his cellphone just when she knew he would be driving home from the office.
"Rick make sure you stop at the Supermarket there is a Hurricane coming!"
"Calm down Ash. As a matter of fact how about taking the edge off the day; take your top off and use a sexier voice and tell me exactly what we need from the supermarket."
Ashpa reminded Richard about his sex therapy exercises, but after his relentless begging she removed her top and began to list the items seductively.
"Water two gallons baby, Milk: single-serving boxes big fella,  Alcohol, Crackers, Fruit, Granola Bars, Twinkies, soup, stew, chili, vegetables all canned say it with me canned, Cereal, and Condiments, Garbage bags and ties, paper towels, wipes, fuel (charcoal, lighter fluid, matches) hand sanitizer." 
Richard nodded.
"I got it baby I hear you loud and clear. The perfect hurricane kit."
Richard pulled into the market and winked at the cashier purchasing wine and condemns
"It's a category four sir you might want some toilet paper," the cashier smiled.
Richard winked and hurried home.