Tag Archives: How they met

“Do you believe in vampires?” he asked. “Psychic or regular ones?” “Regular ones.” “Yes,” she said. “I know a lot of the other kind, personally.” “Why do you believe in them?” “Because I’m not stupid enough to think that I … Continue reading →

“I just watched you cross the street,” he said, “and I thought, wow, she’s gorgeous and I’m not bad looking,  so our kids will be adorable.” “Go away.” “And then I thought, she doesn’t know what a great guy I … Continue reading →

“You should get that,” she said, looking at hm in the mirror.  “It makes your eyes look amazing.” “My eyes?” he asked. “Yes, that color looks good on you.  You should buy that shirt.” “Do you work here?” “No,” she … Continue reading →

She walked up to him and said, “Why are you staring at me?” “Uh, is that a trick question?  I mean, is there a wrong answer?  If I say I was looking at you because you’re pretty, is that bad?  … Continue reading →

“You have my grocery cart,” she said. “I do?” he asked, looking at the contents.  “Oh, I guess I do.  Sorry.” “Not a problem,  It happens.” “Are those cookies as good as the ads say?” “They’re better.  I bought three … Continue reading →

“Would you care to dance?” he asked, holding out his hand, bowing, ever so slightly. “That’s why I’m here,” she said, walking into his arms.  “Dance clubs are for dancing, after all.” “Indeed.” “Indeed?” she laughed.  “No one uses that … Continue reading →