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Doubtful Jokes: In Restaurant

In continuation of my gay jokes Doubtful, see : "The Lovers", "The Journal, "On the Bus" , " At Ciné, " "The Dresser" "Treasury", Explanations telephone

Here: "The Restaurant"

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I must tell you that this "dubious joke" predates the law on banning smoking in restaurants.

* Since I decided to reach a total of ten emmerdures, I racked my head to be able to find two more. I strolled nonchalantly through the streets even in sunny end of vacation.

Feeling hungry began to gnaw my stomach, why would not the fish! I headed to a restaurant specializing in the downtown, the small size of the room, corridor-style of submarine, but a renowned for its cuisine.

As it was already past noon, almost all tables were occupied, but two in the smoking area. And yes, at my joke, the no smoking area was increasingly sought. Well, too bad, as I just want a flat, no more, I tell myself that if a poisoner is installed next, I will not have much time to suffer.

Alas! Misery, just sitting, moved to the adjoining table a couple, preppy. Pretty striped suit for him to tailor Simone Weil for her. A tiny inform dog, hairless, probably imported from China on the floor and begins to surreptitiously sniff my shoes. I expect my order wisely: a skate in black butter, a delicacy here.

The couple after a long consultation order champagne. The fashion plate, then out of his pocket a leather case along with delicacy he extracted a huge cigar. Start

all the ceremonial of the perfect poisoner, sniffing, licking the tip, cut with a special instrument, a kind of small guillotine, Robespierre was to be the guy in a previous life. Finally out of shiny gold lighter massive Cartier, finger on the wheel, ready to smoke out the surrounding terrain.

Click clack in my head, I held my joke.

I start coughing, then scrape off as Stromboli I sniffed several times. Cigar near the mouth comes open, the man turns his head. Eyelash daubed wings, the woman puts her hand over her face powdered outrageously.

I go out a tissue and spit in it while breathing heavily. They move slightly.

- "Excuse me," I said with an air shot, I caught a huge virus, impossible to get rid of it for several days. "

I enjoy as a kid panic which reads on the faces of my neighbors. They thought they have a good time, here they are faced with a dilemma: what to do? Frozen champagne and cigars, for them, the land is mined. I would

while coughing to spin a wicked kick to the infamous animal under the table began to chew my shoelaces.

At this point a table some distance releases. Driven by some unknown internal spring woman grabs her husband's arm, put his arm under the thing that barks, finally pushing her to a Maria Callas when she was in her bad days. Then with the speed of athletes in Olympic games one cent meters, the two friends join the table saving.

My black stripe butter arrives, without the horrible torture of the smoke stick chair with a delicious glass of dry white wine, I tasted slowly.

To exit, I had to brush against the couple's table.

He seemed not to hear them breathing time of my visit. Even the widget crouched on all fours between his legs sheathed in black silk of his mistress.

Ps: Phew ... Now more smoke in pubs, restaurants.

MT

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Dormers: Despair, expectations ...

"La Depeche du Midi": A 9 year old girl, suffering of chronic diabetes, ended his life by jumping from the fifth floor of the family's apartment Monday night at Pierre Benite

despair, hope ... well I'm between heaven and earth, wind whistling in my ears, finally I fly, I fly, I have no constraints, terminated prohibitions, big eyes, bonds, plans ... sometimes, I see up to full speed this tender green grass on which I played so much, but both cried ... despair, I had hopes ... Seen on TV great American actors who drank coffee in heaven ... so why not me ... the grass is approaching ... yes, why not me too, up there, I can snack cakes, candy suck ... just like my girlfriends who always made fun of me ... over the earth, I fly up to heaven and meet these fine actors all in white ... I have nine years but my decision was quickly taken up there ... I will do everything I had been cruelly banned ... someone shouts despair ... my hopes ... the grass broke my limbs, my head ... my girlfriend's dog Lucy licks my face ... I see all cry, well, should not bother ... I will sit on the couch between the two white actors who talk while drinking their coffee, I'll be dressed in white too ... I'll be happy, free, free, free ... do not cry mom.

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Skylights: The meeting

Month in November. One Friday evening.

It République that man went. When he entered the car, a heady fragrance of cologne made nostrils vibrate travelers.

Some sixty years, thin mustache, clean shaven, dressed like a fashion coverage for seniors to uptown.

A Panama hat cream, fresh butter leather gloves. He wore a big amber tortoiseshell frame supporting thick glasses which gave him, despite a harmonious face, a look terrifying. At the end of an arm, a cane.

Approaching difficult to Justo, a soft voice, he spoke

- I'm not from Paris but from the provinces, I seek the rue Orfila, I know Get off at a station, alas, I do not know why, can you tell me?

Justo courteous reply.

- No problem sir, I just get off at Gambetta, then I'll show you the way forward.

It was 19 hours, the crowded trains. Huddled against each other at a time, enjoying a sudden stop at a station, the man shrugged, a moment clung to Justo embarrassed.

- You could not hold my stick a second, I need to consult my calendar, not practical as you can see.

Justo, smiling, despite the crowd, grabbed the rod firmly, waited until the man consults his notebook, then returned it.

- decide what grime in the metro, "sighed the man with a grimace.

- We arrive at Gambetta says Justo.

Once open, the man turned in all directions looking worried.

- A young man last favor, guide me jusqu'au13 bis, that's where I go "

Justo sighed, guided the man in front of a doorway.

Man vainly searching for something.

- I can not make the codes, you can press the button At Blue Lotus ?

Justo complied

- About

- Thanks ... bye.

Justo saw the man disappear into the building. Under a fine rain in the night, exhausted, he returned home. He took a shower, supper, looking at the TV, went to bed. In his tiny apartment, wet raincoat, imbued with the eau de toilette for men, up to the uncomfortable sleep.

the morning before a big bowl of black coffee.

He opened the radio.

- A crime has been perpetrated in the night of the 13bis rue Orfila in the twentieth. A woman about 30 years which, according to police die, traded in her charms been an aggressor, a customer probably many blows to the head. Was found on-site broken stick stained with blood .... It sets his hands are clenched around the bowl .... and a button that probably a raincoat. An investigation is underway. Now Marina weather for the week ...

Justo already hear the announcer who moves on to other news.

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To start the year some attitudes of children

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