I was reading the Nice Guys of OKCupid
post and saw the one guy was asked if there were any circumstances
where a girl was obligated to have sex with him, and I thought his "Yes"
response was... insufficient. Here's what I came up with:
One day as I stepped out of work to grab lunch, a hawk
swooped down and dropped something in front of me. My first impulse was
to move on and let whoever's job it was clean it up, but I glanced down
and saw what appeared to be a mangled carrier pigeon with a message
still attached to its leg. Against my better judgment I carefully
detached the scroll - a desperate plea for help from a princess
imprisoned in a faraway magical kingdom.
As I read, an old man appeared out of the misty
rain behind me. He had long, wild hair and, to put it charitably,
smelled like the sea. Cackling madly is probably not the best way to
start a conversation with me on the sidewalk, but he stopped me before I
could brush by to go wash my hands somewhere. Still chuckling under
his breath, he said that fate had chosen me for a noble quest. Fuck.
It got a little better from there, as he promised to
help me prepare as best he could. He showed me a map of hidden byways through
the demon-infested badlands. With his guidance, I would have to learn to
play a special song on a pan-flute to bypass the manticore guardians,
and master the wards that could get me close enough to the evil warlock
to wrestle away his staff. He could also coach me in remedial gnomish
so that I could find supplies and assistance along the way without them
totally gouging me on price.
Even so, I had to look elsewhere for other necessary
skills. Obviously, I'd have to learn to fight with sword and shield - and stage-fighting wouldn't cut it, I needed actual
death-dealing moves. I thought about bringing a bicycle with me, but what if it were to break down? So add horseback riding to the list. Also lots of cardio.
After more near-death experiences than I like to
remember, I finally reached the end of my quest. I'd be lying if I said
that, as I climbed the 1,001 steps of the princess's tower, I wasn't
expecting some boning at the top. But she had a crazy look in her eyes, so I switched a couple digits in the
phone number I left her and went back to the office.
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