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| To be continued: Jerry was on his couch watching the Yankees when he heard his cute woman buzzer. “Yeah cute woman, who’s cute woman there." “It’s me” the female voice replied. Jerry recognized the voice. “Come up." He buzzed her in. and went back to the couch cute woman. Elaine walked in with a dull and confused look on her face. She sat at the end of the couch apprehensive cute woman and played with her fingers. “Jerry I need help. I’m dumb as a post. I got lost going home from work today." “Yeah, I know. By the cute woman way, George is giving a lecture at the community college. I give it three weeks before girl scouts have to feed you and George cures cancer," Jerry said sarcastically. | ||
| “It’s amazing, you get dumber cute woman and he gets smarter. Who would have thunk it. How long has it been since you two, well, you know” “I don’t know, maybe, well, the butter in my refrigerator was still good before. How long is butter good for? "Maybe three or four weeks," he replied. “Wow cute woman, you turned pretty quick. I thought guys were supposed to have sex on the mind," Jerry laughing as he spoke. Elaine, leaning forward, looking at the floor, her head between her knees, pulling at her cute woman fingers and acting almost as if she was a junkie suffering from withdraws. “Jerry, are you busy now?" I’m watching the game. What do you think I’m doing. Why what’s up? I can’t do this any longer. I’m counting on my cute woman fingers. I can’t make change. I might get fired from my job! What, what do you want?, he asked | ||
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