Monday, February 27, 2012

Living together

Julian and Henry had both lost their girlfriends in the same week, and the two roommates decided to go to a bar to drown their sorrows in booze. Henry ordered a beer, and Julian ordered a white wine. As the two men discussed their problems, Julian started to feel strange. He didn't fully notice the transformation until it was all over, and two giant breasts hung from his chest.

"What happened to me?" Julian realized he was screaming in broken English with a very thick accent. He ran to the bathroom to look in a mirror and inspected his reflection. He was now the type of woman Henry often brought back to their place: foreign, beautiful, and very smart (but lacking in common sense--after all, any woman willing to sleep with Henry lacked common sense).

Upon exiting the bathroom, Henry made a pass.

"You think I go home with you? You crazy!" Julian shouted.

"You got to go home with me, Babe! We live together!"

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