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Went out to eat with a bunch of friends in college, including this girl I really liked. Ended up at a fish place and I got to sit right across from her. Too cool.
So, we're eating and I end up telling this story and everyone's digging it, laughing in all the right places. I look across at her and she's smiling and might even be finding me attractive. This is going so great!
Of course, right about now a piece of fish about the size of my fist that had somehow gotten stuck up behind my teeth decides to fall. With my next words this gob of fish shoots out of my mouth, arcs across the table and lands directly on her right breast.
The resturant turned completely silent for about ten seconds before my friends started falling on the floor laughing. Needless to say, this girl and I were never more than "friends" after that.
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Howard Moon: The wind is my only friend.
Wind: [whistling] I hate you.
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