T 5001

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

He says, I’m a dog person, and she says, Don’t smell me, and he doesn’t find that funny, but then he smells her, and now he understands her.

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T 5000

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

The sandwiches smelled funny, as did the washrooms. This is the worst conference ever, the professor sighed. He ate another sandwich anyway.

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T 4999

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

My husband’s damaged goods, she says and she finishes her drink, and he says, I’m damaged goods too. She orders another drink and says, Men.

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T 4998

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

The crowd gathers and when they see him, the screaming and adoration, and he smiles warmly but inside he feels a fraud, and dies a bit more.

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T 4997

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

She thought he was cute until he said, I work in advertising. And then she walked back to her girlfriends and said, He works in advertising.

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T 4996

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

A lifetime spent fishing. He couldn’t wash off the stink. And his body hurt, but he kept at it. Because his wife was never a morning person.

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T 4995

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

I’m rich but not with money. With love. With joy. With life. But she’s having none of it. So I call her a Gold Digger. Then she beats me up.

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T 4994

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

Divorce proceedings were started, all because he’d said, My fingers smell like cheese, in front of her parents. But that camembert was ripe.

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T 4993

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

The older man says, The seventies were hairier. His companion says, Give me a few weeks then. He blushes. Because she’s more man than he is.

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T 4992

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

The Post It notes pile up on my desk, my boss loves those stupid yellow things, and then I do what I need to, and I put them all in my mouth.

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