This week went a little something like this:
“Hi I’m Steve can I hypnotize you into dating me? I’m cute?!?”
“Hi I’m Gary can I speak to you and motivate you into dating me? I give foot massages?”
Enter the ladies; they’re perfect for these fellows.
“Hi I’m Sally I look like Renee Russo and you can lie me down on your couch anytime! Yep you are cute.”
“Hi I’m Jennifer and I’m all ears for your speech. My feet sure are achy.”
Steve and Sally ride some waves while Gary and Jennifer file some bunions.
“Hey Sally let’s go surfing even though we have never done it before. Watch out for sharks!”
“Steve ummm, I’m afraid of the ocean. Maybe you can hypnotize me in the water?”
“Jennifer, can I clip your toenails?”
“Gary, ever give a speech on how to get rid of athlete’s foot?”
Next up dinner!
“Steve, why’d you give up your kids?”
“Sally my wife got a hold of my pendulum and hypnotized me into leaving them. I know it’s weird right?”
“Gary thanks for getting that callus off my heel it feels so smooth.”
“Jennifer here’s a longwinded poem for you. Did I motivate you into another date with me?”
Gary motivated Jennifer into letting him wax her bikini line and Steve taught me to hypnotize you into reading this blog over, and over, and over. . .