You get to play detective!


I fell in love with someone in my twenties. He was nervous about bringing me home.

We were bookworms who, quite foolishly, took Chaucer’s Prioress’s brooch to heart.

We had dinner with his fancy parents, and told them we were living together, and would be getting married after grad school.

In the middle of our declaration, his father stood up, slapped his hand on the table, and said “I’ll have no honky in my family. You dig? No honky in my family!

If you answer either T or F, an explanation must be furnished.

Good luck.

  • Paul

    True, just because it’s you.

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