Cibbuano
Mr Nice Guy
AhmedSisi hits the streets in search of fashion
June 6th 2006 05:03
A Meerkat
It fell candy-side down, the head of the lollipop resting on the wet asphalt sidewalk. As ants scurried blindly around it, Sisi thought about picking it up quickly and putting it in her mouth before anyone could see her.
'Please, Mademoiselle, allow me,' said a deep, baritone voice.
Sisi turned to see a dashing young man, bounding up the path, shoeless, with long, stringy dreads bobbing happily on his head.
Sisi's heart skipped a beat and she thought "He [seems] to be channelling a hobo/vintage look, particularly with the lack of shoes... Mmm so hot!".
The hoboish man was named Tim Tom, and he bent over and picked up the lollipop. As he stood up, he realized what he was holding and dropped it quickly, 'Sick!' he exclaimed.
Sisi struggled to think up something witty, something about Voltaire or Freud or even Lindsay Lohan.
'Sisi!' she blurted out.
Tim Tom was visibly confused by the seemingly random noise.
'Uh, my name, that is, my name is Sisi howdoyoudo?' she replied to her own non-question.
Tim Tom smiled with one side of his mouth and offered his name: 'I'm Tim Tom, enchante...' he said as he took her hand in a very charming shake.
His hand was still sticky from her lost lollipop, and Sisi squirmed at the feeling of slime and gravel on his palm. Nonetheless, Sisi was still enamoured with this young man, and planned to make the best of the situation.
'Look, if you're not busy, would you like to go for a coffee?' she asked, 'I don't usually approach guys...but this one was too good to pass up.'
'Ah ha, ho ho, how droll. That sounds- Jesus Christ! What's wrong with that guy?' Tim Tom interrupted himself as he leapt back in shock.
Sisi was half-expecting a shark, or a tornado or even really bad Mexican food.
'Oh, that. That's just Cibby. He's always around here.' she answered boredly.
'But he's got no pants!'
'That's just Cibby.'
'But he's carrying a purse full of rotten bananas! And now he's eating the banana peels!'
'That's just Cibby.'
'But he's-'
'Look, do you want to get a coffee, or would you rather watch half-crazed Canadians acting like a monkey?'
Tim Tom thought carefully about this. After all, there weren't that many Canadians in Sydney.
In the end of course, he went for coffee with Sisi. Which made her happy. So happy, in fact, they sat in a tree and did a little K-I-S-S-I-N-G.
Fin!
* this picture of a Meerkat was taken from WikiCommons, and is in the public domain, licensed under Creative Commons Attribution ShareALike 2.5.
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Comment by Sisi
btw i'm not sure whether his name was tim or tom, cos he was with a friend and they were called "tim and tom"...it was all very confusing
Comment by Trina
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Trina, thanks! Random? But that's exactly what happened!