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A Side of Nipple, Please

Non-troll doll and I were eating a late dinner at Red Rock last night, when he asked the waiter, “Can you bring me a side of that garlic sauce?  I can’t remember what it’s called.”

“Aioli sauce?”

“Yes, that.  Thank you.”

The waiter leaves and Non-Troll, looking very concerned, said to me, “I’ll never be able to remember the name of that damn stuff.”

“It can’t be that difficult… just remember areola nipples.  I’m pretty sure you can remember that word.”

“So when I order nipple sauce you think they’ll know what I mean?”

“Definitely, but can you wait until after we break-up?”

“Of course darling.”


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