Bob and the Demon: HAPPY V-DAY!

[theanonymousx]

Bob stared in the bathroom mirror, shaking with abject trepidation. He gazed at the new Milette razor that lay on the counter top in its wrapper. Seventy-Nine blades. That's how many the Milette company felt men needed to get a clean shave now, seventy-nine razor sharp blades that were roughly as sharp as Hatori Hanzo's sharpest kitchen knives.

Comments

[camel84]

I guess no Willy's and a lot more food for lunch today eh ?
oh well last year was a lot of fun, take care

eh?

[theanonymousx]

This is actually not a "read between the lines" entry. It's just a typical "silly, nonsense" story. I write these periodically, 'cause, welp, I get bored. Heh.

Re: eh?

[theanonymousx]

Ha. No that's just a bit of "Current News" working it's way in to the story. I bought the same razor two days ago and am loving it as well. I felt it was a necessary addition to the story.