Eee Tales: The Fabulous Chick Magnet

[akirlu]

The real trouble with working on novels in coffee houses isn't the dreadful patina of poseurdom, but the damned interruptions by attractive young women who want to pet my computer: "Aw, that's so cute! It's pink!" "Can I look at what you have there? May I hold it?" It's worse than having a puppy, I swear.

Guys who buy male enhancement products are missing a sure bet. I have a firm, pink, 9" appendage that attracts women like bumblebees to comfrey flowers. And I can surf the web with mine.