Dressed To Kill

It was just like that sun glasses commercial I once saw on TV. A beautiful woman dressed to kill on a downtown street waving at me as she approaches from afar. As I tentatively wave back her pace quickens. But by the time she reaches me I can see the disappointment on her face. “Oh,” she says, “I thought you were somebody else.” Taking off my Foster Grants I reply, “I am.”

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Johnny Baranski

Dressed To Kill

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