Bliss by Harry Bliss for September 14, 2023

There will be no second date.

Yes, his fat is stored between his ears.

It’s a great first date now, because now it’s over. Great!

Yes, it stores fat mostly in your head.

Yeah, we all got the punch line.

Let me guess… Mostly in his head?

And his IBS?

And this is why you will remain perpetually single…

But don’t call me I’ll call you!

By the way, I have a new phone number. It’s 1-900-… Don’t call the old one anymore. Ever.

A scintillating conversationalist he was not.

Oh, and it was going so great.

Silver tongued devil.

She “loved hearing” about it. Did everybody miss that? Fat storage is one of the greatest first date topics of all time!

Have a good life.

Yep a cute dog will only get you so far, then you’re on your own.

Next time, we’ll talk about my quest for an effective yeast medication.

Faint praise – ouch!

Actually, I’m really curious to find out how his body stores other people.

Her posture is off.

Mine does. It’s just the location. I look uniformly inflated.

It’s called schmaltz, and I keep it in a jar in the fridge.

Why would he want to date someone who lies to him, anyway? They just aren’t suited for each other, it seems. She didn’t love his fat stories, then lied to him about it.

It kind of sounds like he stores it all between his ears.