Introduction to my Friends- The Inquisitor

Occasionally I will introduce one of my friends to you. They will all have Code Names so you can't harass them or more importantly I cannot be sued.
My friend The Inquisitor is coming over this weekend for a girly weekend. Most of my friends can be described in a few words but The Inquisitor is quite unique.
Popular science has us believing that men think about sex every 30 seconds. I believe that whoever conducted that test has not met The Inquisitor. I guarantee that within 5 minutes of talking to her you would have heard at least one sexual reference. Take any topic and it will turn into sex. I dare you, leave me a comment with some random topic and I will have her make it sexual.
Mostly because of her reputation of Queen of Raunchiness, The Inquisitor is one of my closest friend. I can always count on her for some good therapeutic shopping in those special stores.
So this weekend is going to be fun. I already know that. Spontaneous, adventurous, and always a great laugh. I think I could be in for anything ranging from naughty books to donkeys to random encounters.
The Inquisitor volunteers at a few places, one of them behind a bar at the cinema. One day a guy came up to her and started flirting. On its own no one would find that strange, but of course The Inquisitor does. When the poor guy asked her if he could buy her a drink, she thinks: Why is he asking me for a drink? I work behind the bar, I can get a drink whenever I want to. She replies: No, thank you I get free tickets so you don't need to buy me drink. The poor guy, bless him, still gives it another go. He asks, Can you recommend a beer? I'm sure his intention was to engage her in some conversation. But he got the wrong girl. The Inquisitor looks at him strangely and asks herself: Why is this guy asking me to recommend a beer? That just depends on his own taste, everyone is different. What if I recommend something and he doesn't like it. What will he think. Does he want me to feel bad? Why is he putting this responsibility on me? I don't want to recommend a beer!
Well, that's the Inquisitor, a wonderful combinations of contradiction.

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