On One Hand

October 24, 2005


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“Herpes?” an attractive twenty-something howled into his cell phone as he rose to his feet. His loud voice caught the attention of travelers lounging in the quiet airport terminal.

“But herpes?!” he howled again. He cocked his head as a garbled voice responded through phone. A red-headed teenaged girl covered her mouth to stifle lighter, while her mother buried her face deeper into her a book.

“Oh no, not me!” he yelled.

“Not from me though.”

“Oh no!”

Slowly the boy’s furled eyebrows began to relax. His face, twisted and anxious, lightened with each moment and his eyes quivered in thought. “Actually, that’s not too bad,” he said, “because if we really both have herpes, neither of us can give it to the other. Oh – we’re boarding the plane – I gotta run!” He flipped the phone off and slipped it into his pocket, turning toward the terminal gate.



  1. I’d love to pull that stunt in this dodgy little town!

    Comment by mismatchedmind — October 24, 2005 @ 7:15 pm | Reply

  2. matthew….

    i hope this isnt a true story brother!

    Comment by Anonymous — October 25, 2005 @ 4:46 pm | Reply

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