I Got Pucked. Twice.
Not too long after I met MyHusband he stopped by my desk to tell me he was going home for the night. Then he asked me if I wanted the rest of his M&Ms. I told him goodnight and thank you, and wondered why his friend was grinning like a Cheshire cat.
Later that night I poured a handful of M&Ms out of the bag and turned to the girl that worked with me. “Look! They are all green. What’s the chance of that?”
I poured some for her and they were all green as well. We ripped open the bag and all of them were green. She started laughing loud enough to draw a crowd and people started coming in and laughing at my bag of M&Ms. I was clueless. Eventually someone realized that I was actually clueless and not pretending to be clueless. She explained that green M&Ms were supposed to be an aphrodisiac. I was both thrilled and surprised.
Not too long after that we were going on a date to a hockey game. We were leaving from work. Before we left one of the girls insisted that I have some of her M&Ms and poured them into my hand. A piece of paper fell out.
“These are the new fortune M&Ms,” She said.
I knew I was once again the victim of an M&M related joke but I had no choice. I opened up the piece of paper and read my fortune.
She who go to hockey game get pucked.
I laughed and plotted my revenge.
I came in the next day fully prepared for the questions and jokes. I was not disappointed.
“All I’m saying is I had a great time and my fortune came true” I told them as I grabbed a hockey puck out of my coat pocket and held it up for everyone to see.
Everyone started to laugh. Then I grabbed another one out of my other pocket. “Twice.” One guy laughed so hard he fell out of chair. I just stood there pretending to be clueless.
That’s why when I saw the bag of all green M&Ms I had to buy them for MyHusband. I had planned on leaving them buy his chair when he got home from work. I hadn’t planned on finding this on the table when I got up this morning.
I don’t care what anyone says. That there is romance!
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I teared up just a little, one eye. The left one. Happy Valentines Day.
Oh my goodness. *swoon, swoon* Forget the diamonds–I’d take green M&Ms any day.
I have a hard time imaging you clueless, especially about pucking.
Ed - Are trying to get my tissues again? I’m on to you.
Beloved - My life would not make for a good romance novel but it works for me.
Whit - Hey. Watch it buddy! :)